
If you need me, I’ll be at the pool.

If you need me, I’ll be at the pool.

Santa Monica, CA — Seems the networks and streaming services are not quite done with Super Heroes, are sticking with struggling new series longer, and are ordering more and more pilots with some sort of built-in marketability (i.e., re-makes or spin-offs).
FX has renewed Legion for S2 as has Netflix for A Series of Unfortunate Events. Fox has picked up both Star and Lethal Weapon, and surprisingly, The Exorcist. Even NBC picked up struggling Taken and Timeless for S2. The CW found an unlikely creative hit in its reimagined Riverdale.
There’s Good News for Creativity. Bad News for Tiresome Trends. And Downright Ugliness in Re-makes and Spinoffs that are really just Hedged Bets to reach a minimal audience in a crowded marketplace with a glut of product.
Here are the shows that have caught my attention, for better and for worse…
T H E G O O D:
Amazon continues to make a few pilots and encourage the public to vote for which should be ordered to series. Marketing ploy? Absolutely. The New York Times TV Critics reviewed them (see link below). Imagine if those old Dinosaurs — broadcast networks, cable and other digital streaming services could get that kind of free publicity?!
Amy Sherman-Palladino’s pilot, The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, a period comedy about a housewife-turned-standup, has all the buzz, and remarkably, has been given a two season order. Sorry, Gilmore Girls fans, but you’ll probably have to wait a bit for that second season of the re-boot. Additionally, series star Lauren Graham toplines Linda from H.R., a comedy pilot for FOX, however, it’s not going forward to series.

And, Adaptations…
T H E B A D:
Of course, there are more Super Heroes on the way. I hear the faint scratching sounds that denotes Television’s inevitable arrival at the bottom of the super hero barrel. Am thinking we may be near the end of this trend, despite DC Comics and Marvel Studios’ exhaustive best efforts:


T H E U G L Y:
And, Re-boots & Re-makes… Some will work. Most won’t, though. Blame Fox’s successful re-boot of The X-Files (which is coming back for 10 more episodes, btw).


And Spin-offs.
Sometimes, ya get Laverne & Shirley. Most times, ya get After-MASH.
N E X T U P:
Forward/Story, A Report From Indonesia!


Santa Monica, CA – Just got an email from Peets Coffee alerting me that today is the Last Day to Order Mother’s Day Gifts with Free Shipping!
There is no Reply function available to this email, but if there were, I would send the following response:
My mother is dead. Your email wounds me!
And so it goes every May with endless emails from Home Depot, florists, and airlines, each proclaiming all these deals that are perfect for Mom!
Meanwhile, my Mom has been off-planet for 33 years.
Yet, that doesn’t stop Apple who insists via email that I should Celebrate Mom with Apple Gifts! Or American Airlines who wishes me to Earn Miles this Mother’s Day with Teleflora!
Or, Delta Airlines, who reminds me that Gifts for Mom Means More Miles For You! Or Dell Computers, who lets me know that You Know Mom Best, so Surprise Her with Our Gift Guide!
These emails go on and on arriving daily at a feverish pace no less than 3-4 weeks prior to Mother’s Day. What is the point of Facebook or Cookies and Algorithms when these vendors clearly have the wrong guy?
Pain. Unintentional Pain.
Each mention of Mother’s Day, each year, is like a tiny pin-prick on my skin, reminding me that I do not belong to this social group, that I do not celebrate this holiday despite the fact that I am a frequent flyer on American and Delta and that I use a Dell computer.
For these reasons, I dread Mother’s Day.
At least, I used to dread Mother’s Day until I helped create the bizarro version for the Bereaved:
Dead Mother’s Day.
I found a very specific tribe of like-minded individuals who shared my twisted sense of humor while a student at The Groundlings, LA’s improvisational comedy troupe.

Sandy, Claudette, Eve, and our improv teacher, the late great Cynthia Szigeti and I gathered at my home in Santa Monica for years celebrating Dead Mother’s Day, which we dubbed DMD.
Our mothers were all In The Great Hereafter.
And yet, Society still inundated us with commercials and events imploring us to celebrate this once beloved holiday. Since we couldn’t take our Moms out to Brunch, my funny and smart friends and I got together and toasted them with champagne and/or mimosas:
To Rose, Maureen, Flora, Cora, and Frances Bond!
So much laughter. So much fun. And some Grief.
We got creative, too. Some years, we’d bring our Moms’ favorite records (Johnny Mathis!) or read the last letter we each received from them (freshman year of college!), or something equally memorable.
Some years, we’d bring new members, but our core group remained the five of us.
DMD was our way of saying to the world that celebrating Mother’s Day the traditional way does not work for us.
I am so sorry for your loss — that empty-sounding phrase that never really serves to comfort the bereaved became our hilarious mantra. At least, it was hilarious to Us.
Year after year, friends would ask me, kinda hesitantly, So you doin’ that weird Mother’s Day thing of Yours again this year?
Yes.
Claudette, Sandy, Cynthia, Eve and I learned so much about one another by telling the Group about our respective Mothers: Who they were, how they lived, how they died. I learned to love these friends even more by learning about The Women Who Made Them.
Those were some really special Brunches, usually at my house on 3rd Street in Santa Monica, and usually with Fried Chicken on the Menu. Or Quiche. Or fresh Asparagus from the Main Street Farmer’s Market. And always with fresh Strawberries and Coffee Ice Cream and Coffee & Bailey’s and more Champagne. The party lasted hours.

Sharing Grief eases the burden of one’s grief.
I see that now. But what was great about these friends and our gatherings was that we shared Our Love for Our Mothers which, in some small way, was a means to honor them.
(And hey, isn’t that the point of Mother’s Day?)
My friends supported me when I couldn’t be in Los Angeles and host the annual DMD because I was in Kentucky caring for my elderly father. Some years, I was there, some years I wasn’t, but the beautiful thing that happened was that Dead Mother’s Day did happen whether I was there or not. Cynthia threatened to bring the group to Kentucky, to bring the party to me. DMD was that important to her.
We really created something special. Our Mother’s Day was more than just another Brunch. It was a Gathering that became bigger than any one person. So cool. Always, Cynthia was the great Champion of DMD. She absolutely loved it.
This year, 2017, my friends and I are not gathering together at my house.
Eve is doing a play. Claudette now lives in the South of France and just finished writing her first novel.

Sandy works remotely running an international screenwriting competition and is living in Connecticut.
And Cynthia, our greatest friend, professional cheerleader and teacher, passed away in 2016 at the age of 65 after several years of struggling with Pulmonary Fibrosis.
Of course, I miss Cynthia dearly, but I don’t grieve for her.
Instead, I envision she’s in Heaven having a mimosa with her own mother, Rose, whom I know she loved more than any other, and that Cynthia has more than likely gathered all of our mothers for their own heavenly version of Dead Mother’s Day.
To Claudette, Sandy, Eve and Steve!
They are singing as they clink their glasses and share stories about us amid gales of laughter with Cynthia’s laugh being the loudest and happiest.
So bring on those annoying emails urging me to Buy Something for Mom! I can handle it, and so can my mother-less friends.
We continue to be Sorry for Our Loss but we also continue to honor our Mothers who really do live on through Us.
Salute! Let’s brunch.

N E X T U P:
Back to Television. Pilot Season.

Santa Monica , CA — Across the Bike Path from the Annenberg Community Beach House in North Santa Monica, is a non-descript, enclosed section of beach adjacent to an unused lifeguard tower not yet ready for Summer.
There’s no Signage.
To the naked eye, this relatively blank beachscape doesn’t look like much. An almost hidden walking path divides it in the middle, and the seemingly unremarkable area is completely fenced in on three sides but open to the Pacific Ocean. And yet, these unmarked 2+ acres of sand are pretty special.
In fact, this beach is Wild.
Inspired by the nationwide March for Science, I took the day off from Surfing and instead, I explored Santa Monica’s Beach Restoration Pilot Project and learned more about its usefulness during a presentation by Melodie Grubbs of The Bay Foundation.
(Shout out to my rural Kentucky public school science teachers: Roger Pepper (General Science), Rex Burd (Biology), Roy Long (Chemistry I & II) and Paula Setters (Physics)
Wild Beach Restoration Project
Climate Change, that bastard, is coming for California’s Coastline with severe erosion predicted during the next 100 years. Here’s where California’s Wild Beach Project enters picturesque Santa Monica.
By not grooming these three acres of beach, The Bay Foundation and the City of Santa Monica are hoping to re-create natural sand dunes with vegetation that will be resilient to rising sea levels and will help protect our beautiful coastline.
Begun in December, Wild Beach was seeded with several types of vegetation (Sand Verbena, Evening Primrose), some of which has just started to sprout. As the former Head Gardener of Groundhog Hill Farms in my native Kentucky, I could relate to the shouts of excitement expressed by Grubbs when she saw the results of her group’s efforts: Stuff is growing! The seeding worked.
During 2017’s very rainy winter months, lots of driftwood and bamboo (along with way too much beach trash — mostly plastic drinking straws (looking at you, Perry’s Beach Cafe) washed up on the beach and onto the wild garden. Only the trash was removed.

So, what’s next for Wild Beach?
Birds. Snowy White Plovers, in fact. Per Grubbs, these birds haven’t nested in this area for 70+ years and have returned because of the tasty vegetation and a protected area that doesn’t get groomed on a daily basis.
So if you plan to visit, Do Not Disturb!
Meanwhile, there’s no volleyball or sunbathing going on in this area. The Bay Foundation has got to get some proper signage up soon to let the Public know what’s going on there before the fast-approaching busy summer months.
(Signs are on the way says project coordinator Grubbs, who spoke to a group of interested residents as part of Mayor Ted Winterer’s popular monthly Ride With The Mayor program, which ironically, was co-sponsored by Perry’s Beach Cafe. (Heads Up, Perry’s: You are terrific, but please ditch the plastic drinking straws!) City Manager Rick Cole was there as well, answering questions about upcoming city events like the Summer Concert Series and all things #GoSaMo.)



Can restoring an Eco-system to Santa Monica’s beaches help the fight against Sea Level Rise and Climate Change?
Only Time will tell if this restoration pilot project is successful. It’s definitely a lab experiment at the moment, but one that is both important and worthwhile.
I am reminded of a great Wendell Berry quote that goes something like this:
Invest in The Millennium.
Plant Sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest you will not live to harvest.
That’s what’s going on here, I think. The Bay Foundation and the City of Santa Monica are looking toward the Future. They can see some big problems heading our way and are looking at some creative solutions.
So remember, that blank stretch of enclosed beach across from the Annenberg Beach House, well, that beach is Wild.
Long may it be so.
U P N E X T:

Pilot Season — The Good. The Bad. The Super Heroes.

Santa Monica, CA — On Monday of this past week, I had painful Gum Surgery. By Friday, I had my first real meal in days, and it was outstanding.
When the Universe (or rather, your public radio station) offers you a complimentary dinner, the answer is always, Yes! Whether you feel great or not, whether you are not sure if you can chew or not, and whether your plus one can make it or not. Just say Yes. A good mantra for 2017.
So, from the dentist’s chair to a comfy bar seat at a 5-star downtown LA restaurant, I had a very interesting week which started off with me barely able to eat nothing more complicated than orange Jell-O or mashed potatoes, and ended with, well, read on…
Friday: On the train to downtown LA.
I will never decline a dinner (or lunch) invitation to meet a friend downtown ever again after experiencing the pleasure of taking the Expo Line train from Santa Monica: So nice not being stuck in traffic on LA’s congested freeways! At 6 PM, the Expo line was packed with folks heading back East after a day at the beach, but the hour commute passed quickly. There were one (or ten) people yakking away on their I-phones, but other than their inconsiderate selves, everyone seemed in good spirits which helped lift mine, as well.
The walk from 7th & Flower to 3rd & Broadway was a bit of hike, but to a New Yorker, the trek would mean nothing. Luckily, this Santa Monican was up for it (having lived and worked in Manhattan for two years).
Arriving at S P R I N G.
I meet Sophie, a beautiful French girl/woman, with whom I’ve been exchanging emails for the last 24 hours. (I had less than a day’s notice that I’d been given this dinner by my fabulous local public radio station, KCRW 89.9 FM, whose show, Good Food, ran a promotion on Twitter which I entered during a Vicodin-induced coma on the beach. I am a multi-tasker: I can recover from painful dental work and get some sun!)
What was great about Sophie is that she could not have cared less that I was without my Plus One, she was happy that I came and with great ease, comfortably installed me at the cozy Bar where I could enjoy my meal and observe the beautiful dining room and spacious kitchen at Spring. A trio of musicians were playing some lovely traditional music. The ambience was just right.
At the bar, I ordered an Antique Gold (saffron infused Old Tom gin, dry vermouth, lemon oil, served up). Strong but beautiful, I wisely decided to sip it…slowly. Afterall, this was my first sip of alcohol all week as well as my very first meal! I wanted to savor the occasion.
A beautiful dark-haired woman approached me at the bar, greeting me like an old friend. This was Yassmin Sarmadi, one of the partners at Spring, and the wife of the chef, Tony Esnault.
Persian New Year. Nowruz Pirooz.
What’s great about this dinner, this celebration of the Persian New Year, is that it’s all new to me. A new experience. Viva Life! Even slightly sedated and flying solo, I was able to take advantage of this cool opportunity to explore a new restaurant and to learn about a different food culture.
Spring is a French restaurant, but for tonight and the two evenings prior, Chef Tony and Yassmin had prepared a very special, 5-course, tasting menu commemorating Nowruz, the Persian New Year.
Nowruz. Passover. Easter. These holidays all celebrate the food of Spring.
Yassmin and I had a great discussion about the Right of Spring in Iran, and how the meal was the culinary welcoming of the new season with the first harvest of spring herbs, vegetables and lamb. Lovely. Just lovely.
Heretofore, I had never given much thought to how Iranians celebrate Spring in their cooking. Food has the power to unite us, and on this Friday evening in downtown Los Angeles, it did just that. There I sat at the bar, making new friends, and being introduced to new foods, new traditions, and new music. Nothing better.
The first course, Kuku Ye Sabzi, was a “frittata” of herbs, walnut and egg, topped with barberries and served with “sangak” bread and house-made yogurt. Delicious. Spring onions and Radish garnished the plate heralding Spring, my favorite season.
The second course, Sabzi Polo Ba Mahi, was a duo of smoked and pan-seared white fish, served with basmati rice and house-made pickled vegetables, and let me tell you, I have never eaten a more tasty piece of smoked fish. (photo above) Major Umami moment for me and my palate.
(Each course, btw, came with a Wine Pairing, which I declined seeing as how that might prove a lethal combo with my painkillers as well as the train ride back to SaMo. I continued to sip my Antique Gold cocktail and drank a lot of water.)
The main course, Reshteh Polo Ba Mahiche, was a succulent slow-braised lamb shank, served with rice and toasted wheat noodles, dates and raisins. Wow. Just wow. My second Umami moment of the meal. The lamb was fork tender and just melted in my dentally reconstructed mouth. So so good.
The fourth course, Bastani, was a trio of house-made Ice Cream: Pistachio (yum), Saffron (savory and exciting), and Rose (surprising and not perfume-tasting — my clear favorite).
The fifth and final course, Chai Va Shirini, was samovar brewed black tea served with a trio of cookies: Baklava, marzipan “toot”, and “nokhodchi.” The strong tea and these bite-sized cookies were the perfect finish to an outstanding meal. I sat at the bar, savoring my drink and wondered if Jonathan Gold, LA’s premier food writer who was sitting across the room, was having as wonderful an evening as I was. I hoped he was. The chances were good.
So there I sat, feeling slightly dazed and pleasantly stuffed, elated with this new dining experience as well as the cultural exchange of making new friends in Sophie, Yassmin and Chef Tony.
Lesson Learned: Continue to try New Things. Go to New Places. Meet New People. Whether You are with your Plus One or just flying solo. Go.
Also, support Public Radio. Thanks KCRW and the folks at Good Food (Evan Kleinman, Camelia Tse, Abbie Swanson).
I look forward to returning to Spring to see and to taste how they celebrate Summer.
N E X T U P:
Surfing Ocean Park and Destinations Unknown in SoCali.

Santa Monica, CA — When I am not surfing, I love to play tennis, and it’s one of the very few sports I consistently watch on TV. This past week, the world’s best players showcased the sport in Key Biscayne at the Miami Open.
One big reason I remain engaged with this sport (after 40 years) is its most popular and successful men’s player: Roger Federer, the Swiss Maestro.
Federer is enjoying an incredible 2017, having won his 18th Grand Slam at the Australian Open in January. And while I cannot play Tennis like Roger Federer, I can dress like him, and so can you, dear Reader … but it’s gonna cost both you and me quite a few bucks.
This past weekend, 35-year-old Federer stunned the Sports World for the third time in three months when he won the Miami Open beating rival Rafael Nadal for the third time this season. Last month, Federer won the BNP Paribas Open in Indian Wells, CA, beating countryman Stan Wawrinka 6-4, 7-5 in the final. His one-handed backhand is a thing of beauty.
And as usual, Federer looked pretty darn stylish.
Federer wore a sharp-looking green Henley shirt (by Nike) during his matches at Key Biscayne and at Indian Wells. I predict that shirt will be a big seller in the months to come.
It is the shirt of a Winner.
Top players like Federer, Nadal, Serena Williams (Womens Tennis’ G.O.A.T) and Novak Djokovic all change up their clothes so that viewers/tennis players wanting to emulate their style will keep up with their changing looks. You won’t see Federer wearing the same shirt or shoes at Roland-Garros (aka, the French Open) that he wore at the Australian Open, and definitely not at Wimbledon (which features predominantly white clothing).
But what does it cost to dress like Federer on-court, not to mention off-court? GQ Magazine boasts Federer on the cover this month, and inside its pages, Federer’s casual dressy clothing ensembles could run ya anywhere from $155 (casual wear) to $10k (dressy), and the very expensive Rolex watch is not included.
The clothes look great, and Federer is one of those guys who wears clothes well.

Roger Federer GQ Magazine Cover Story
I am a tennis player. I sometimes wear Nike shoes, Addidas wristbands, Nike shorts, and a Head dry-sweat sports Shirt. I am not stuck on Labels. My clothes are all over the place and could best be described as Hodgepodge. I could definitely use a wardrobe makeover even though I am an amateur club player (without a club…it’s public courts for me in Santa Monica).
I have been playing since Junior High School when my brother Ben and I rode our Western Auto bikes a coupla miles to the high school tennis courts in Hodgenville, KY.
Our first wood rackets (see photo below of me and my Jack Kramer Autograph) were purchased via S&H Green Stamps attained at the local grocery (thanks, Mom!). Clothing and Sports Attire were pretty much an afterthought.
We wore Converse tennis shoes with zero arch support and tube socks, shorts and a t-shirt. In school, tennis season was Springtime when it usually rained out a lot of practice sessions and most scheduled matches. Sweats and sweatshirts ruled the day.
A few decades later, I have matured along with my taste in tennis clothes. I know I should and could dress better, but I love my sweat-stained SMU Mustangs hat and my 2002 US Open T-shirt.
So, How much does it cost to dress like Roger Federer?
Were I to hit the court today, or in two days courtesy of Amazon or Tennis Warehouse, dressing like Federer would cost me about $1,000.00 (plus extra for tennis balls, extra rackets, and string jobs).
His pricey Rolex watch is not included. In fact, Federer has a collection of them: https://www.rolex.com/every-rolex-tells-a-story/roger-federer-rolex-watch.html

So, should I go online and emulate Federer from head-to-toe, here’s the breakdown of his clothes and racket(s) with retail prices courtesy of TENNIS WAREHOUSE – FEDERER’S CLOTHES (assuming shipping will be free if ya go for the entire Fed Kit):
Federer personifies Cool. I like his clothes, his style, his gentlemanly demeanor both on-court and off. He seems to really like Clothes, ya know?
One of these days, I’ll update my tennis clothes, piece by piece, to get it together. So don’t get your hopes up just yet, Tennis Warehouse. (And back off with the daily emails, please!). Meanwhile, there’s always Surfing!
N E X T U P:
Throwback Thursday and How I Rocked The Generic Sweatshirt Look in the ’70s.
Santa Monica, CA — Disney has a curious problem with its Princesses: Their stories are being told from a man’s POV.
Tale as old as Time: Fairy Tale about a young girl is adapted for the big screen by male screenwriter and male director because, if anyone knows about what it’s like to be a young girl, it’s Men. Am I right, ladies?
Hold up.
Of course, there’s more to Disney’s latest box office hit: The live-action version of Beauty & the Beast which hit theatres March 17th and stars Emma Watson, Dan Stevens, Kevin Kline, Ian McKellen, Emma Thompson, and Luke Evans.
http://variety.com/2017/film/reviews/beauty-and-the-beast-review-emma-watson-1202001341/
There’s singing, dancing, and danger! Women know nothing of these things. There’s no way that someone like Barbra Streisand could have directed this film.
I am half-joking, but only to prove a point.
Disney hired Bill Condon (Twilight: Breaking Dawn; Chicago) to direct from a script by Stephen Chbosky (The Perks of Being a Wallflower, which starred Watson). Condon is a terrific filmmaker. Chbosky is a wonderful writer. Their version of Beauty & the Beast should be outstanding.
Will audiences embrace this new take on the beloved Disney classic (which itself is an adaptation of many iterations of similar stories)?
http://evolutionofbeautyandthebeast.weebly.com/adaptations.html
Greek Myths. French Fables. Germanic Fairy Tales. Beauty & the Beast has been thoroughly adapted by men and women. I am curious to see Chbosky’s version featuring Watson who is a self-declared Feminist and a leader of her generation.
Will Belle change herself, give up her life to be with a Man? Will she stop reading in order to be in Love? The trailer looks fantastic:
And why did Disney choose Men to write and direct this female-centric story instead of a Woman, especially in an era when there are plenty of female writers and directors available for the job? The Studio has a recent history of hiring Men to helm its live-action remakes of its treasured animated classic films.
Kenneth Branagh, who did a bang-up job directing Thor for Disney/Marvel, directed Cinderella, the studio’s latest hit live-action adaptation of an animated classic film. Chris Weitz (About A Boy) wrote the screenplay adaptation. These guys are terrific filmmakers and storytellers, and yet, the story in question is that of a young girl.
Maleficent, the origin story of the witch featured in Sleeping Beauty, was directed by Robert Stromberg but written by Linda Woolverton (Lifetime’s upcoming Clan of the Cave Bear miniseries) and re-written by Charles Perrault. At least, there was one woman in the mix. There’s a sequel in the pipeline, as well.
Alice in Wonderland, the 2010 film was directed by Tim Burton from a screenplay by Linda Woolverton, who seems to be the lone female screenwriter with a track record in this genre. This film grossed $1 billion. The 2016 sequel, Through the Looking Glass, from the same auspices, bombed at the box office.
Even Princess Leia (now General Organa) continues to be written and directed by Men as Disney and Lucas Film have hired men, albeit quite talented and capable, to helm the Star Wars franchise which seems to be skewing female with the introduction of Daisy Ridley’s character, Rey, in The Force Awakens.
I, for one, would be really interested to see a woman’s take on the subject matter. Paging Catherine Hardwicke! Barbra Streisand! Kathryn Bigelow!
I had a very memorable conversation with a woman friend who is also a writer. I stated categorically that Men can write Women really well (i.e., Joss Whedon), and she had the audacity (!) to correct me, saying, but not from a woman’s point-of-view.
Lightbulbs immediately went on in my male-gendered brain illuminating my own chauvinism. As great as these iterations are, would a woman tell Cinderella or Belle’s story differently?
I would like to see those versions.
Snow White And The Huntsman, starring Kristen Stewart, was a hit Universal film directed by Rupert Sanders and written by Evan Daugherty and John Lee Hancock. I would have liked to have seen Kathryn Bigelow’s take on the sequel, The Huntsman. Instead, visual effects specialist Cedric Nicolas-Troyan made his directorial debut replacing Frank Darabont, who dropped out. Darabont wrote the screenplay. The film, which centered on Charlize Theron’s Evil Queen and her sister, was a box office disappointment.
Next up is a live-action version of Mulan, and guess what! It’s being written by two women: Elizabeth Martin & Lauren Hynek. Fantastic! Niki Caro (Whale Rider) has since been set to direct. Progress!
Now that’s a step in the right direction because as we all know, The Future is Female.
N E X T U P:
Pilot Season.
The Good. The Bad. The Ugly.

Santa Monica, CA — Help Us, Diana, You Are Our Only Hope! Save us from The Joker Origin Story that Warner Bros. and DC Comics want Martin Scorcese to direct. Save us from The Conjuring Universe of films. Save us! Also, Beware The World Of Men. They Do Not Deserve You.
Is it Me, or is it getting harder to keep track of all the big franchise super hero flicks these days: 59 movies (and counting) over the next four years?! This audience member has Super Hero and/or Franchise Fatigue.
What with Warner Bros. and DC Comics landing Joss Whedon to write/produce/direct a Batgirl standalone film, and Ben Affleck deciding to direct, then not to direct The Batman, Marvel’s Phase 3 of the MCU racheting up big time, Carrie Fisher’s untimely death altering the course of the Star Wars Extended Universe, and the next four installments in the Harry Potter Universe where we get to see young Dumbledore, et al. Sony is creating a Spider-Man Universe with the introduction of a Venom solo film.
There are a lot of Universes to sort.
Blame it on Marvel Studios and its successful creation of the MCU (Marvel Cinematic Universe). Phase One introduced the audience to Iron Man, Captain America, and Thor. Phase Two brought us sequels along with a very unexpected hit in Guardians of the Galaxy. Phase 3 kicked off with Captain America: Civil War and a successful launch of Doctor Strange, and the MCU will be greatly tested in 2018 with Avengers: Infinity Wars uniting the Avengers with not only Spider-Man and Doctor Strange, but also Star Lord & Co. from GOTG. A projected Phase Four may be a total re-boot of the MCU following Avengers 4 and GOTG3.
Imitation is the highest form of Flattery.
Warner Bros. and DC Comics took notice (along with some Depressants) and stumbled with the uneven Man of Steel followed by the dreadful Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice and the groan-inducing but Oscar-winning Suicide Squad.
The studio’s very aggressive DCEU rollout plans include not only Justice League Dark and a Nightwing standalone film but also a Harley Quinn standalone film, Gotham City Sirens, based on Margot Robbie’s performance in addition to a possible Mel Gibson-directed sequel to Suicide Squad. Ugh. A Joker origin story is also in the works. Double Ugh.
Thankfully, the highly anticipated Wonder Woman gets the Super Friends back on track in time for Justice League and the Aquaman standalone film. The Marvel storytelling approach adopted by David Goyer & Co. to the DC Comics characters doesn’t seem to be working. Patty Jenkins’ success demonstrates that Character and Story are more important than mindless action as Wonder Woman leads the summer box office and becomes DC Comics highest grossing DCEU film (outside the Nolan trilogy).
Lighten Up, DC! Superman should be fun. Bring back the Legion of Doom! (as opposed to the Injustice League)… Why Can’t Anyone Get Superman Right?
Supposedly, Henry Cavill will get another solo Superman film. He deserves a good story, a great villain, and Amy Adams returning as Lois Lane. No script yet for Man of Steel 2, however, Matthew Vaughn (Kingsman) is in talks to direct which is a good sign.

Meanwhile, Tom Cruise kicked off Universal’s Monsters Universe this summer with a new, contemporary take on The Mummy that opens the portal for Dracula, Van Helsing, Frankenstein and The Wolfman via The Prodigium if all goes according to plan. The film stumbled domestically, but hit the mark internationally. The Lesson for Universal is Story First, Franchise Second. Make a Good Movie. And, I can confirm it was really really disappointing.
Universal May Abandon Its Dark Universe
Note: Showtime’s Penny Dreadful has comprehensively beat these films to the proverbial (and fictional) punch, btw. Binge-watch. Now. British. Period. Fantastic. Season One is pretty fantastic. Kudos, John Logan.

X-Men appears to be a bit of a mess following 2016’s X-Men: Apocalypse. Young Jean Grey, Cyclops, Storm and Nightcrawler lived to see another day and to carry the torch to the next decade, but will the audience care enough about them without some incarnation (older or younger) of Magneto, Professor X, Beast and Mystique?
Fatigue has set in, I think. Nonetheless, a Dark Phoenix-centric sequel seems likely in addition to a New Mutants movie set at Xavier’s School for the Gifted. How will the Sinister Six figure in, I wonder? (An Easter Egg was dropped at the end of Apocalypse.) Fox and Marvel seem hell bent on aging out the old cast (and audience). Sorry, Ian McKellen & Co. Really sorry.
Meanwhile, Disney and LucasFilm are riding high following the success of The Force Awakens and Rogue One. The untimely death of Carrie Fisher underscores the already Must-See factor of Episode VIII: The Last Jedi, which is in search of a new director following the exit of Colin Trevorrow. (JJ Abrams has returned to take the reins.) And the Young Han Solo movie is currently in production under Ron Howard’s direction. Waiting in the wings is an Obi-Wan Kenobi film, as well.
Rian Johnson has signed to create three new Star Wars films not based on the original trilogy, which is a big investment by Disney. They are clearly feeling confident in this franchise. My only request in the new films is that the Empire does not attempt to build yet another Death Star or Planet-killing Weapon. Ugh.

Paramount and Sony seem to be playing without such heavy hitters on their roster. Mission Impossible 6 is on the books for 2018, and Henry Cavill has been added to the cast. Tom Cruise is nursing a broken ankle, and production has been suspended.
And, the James Bond film is currently up for grabs with no less than 5 studios bidding for what looks to be Daniel Craig’s swan song as 007. Apple and Amazon are also in the mix, as well: Bidding Wars for 007 Film Franchise
(Now there’s a Universe just waiting to be stirred, not shaken!). Sony cannot afford to lose that franchise.
Lionsgate has yet to launch Twilight or The Hunger Games extended universe prequels, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t gonna try!
Here’s the latest breakdown of what we can expect from Disney & Marvel Studios, Warner Bros. & DC Comics, the Universal Monster Franchise, etc.:
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Summer is upon us. Let’s surf. New stories await.

Santa Monica, CA — Just when you thought the small screen invasion of Super Heroes couldn’t possibly get any more crowded, look no further at the upcoming pilots and series in development featuring more DC Comics and Marvel Studios properties, among others.
Don’t get too attached to NBC’s Powerless, a half-hour comedy set in the DC Universe at a Wayne Enterprises-owned Insurance Company. Anemic ratings do not bode well. Meanwhile, there’s Neil Gaiman’s American Gods at Starz, and Legion on FX, which has already been picked up for Season 2. Plus, Netflix has just premiered Iron Fist, the latest Marvel character to be introduced prior to the team franchise debut of The Defenders.
http://www.nbc.com/powerless?nbc=1
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Deadpool. Oscar Nominations. Profanity.