A couple weeks ago, I decided mid-flight to fight off a turbulence-induced panic attack by watching a movie (in addition to my usual booze-prayer combo). You know, anything to take my mind off the fact that I’m sitting next to the dude who decided, “Shoes are for suckers!” while hurtling through the sky in a metal tube.
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September is here. Labor Day has passed. The kids are back in school. This marks the end of the summer movie season, that beautiful period from May through August when the major movie studios only care about one thing: making that sweet, sweet, sweeeeeeeeeet paper. You want remakes? THEY WILL GIVE YOU REMAKES! You want sequels? THEY WILL GIVE YOU SEQUELS! You want compelling Oscar-worthy think pieces? FUCK OFF! THEY ARE TOO BUSY GIVING YOU REMAKES AND SEQUELS!
So, how did the studios do?
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