Gun control looks to be dead. Whatever hopes people had that something positive could come out of the Newtown massacre have been dashed. Assault weapons ban? Dead. Magazine size limit? Dead. National gun registry? Dead. Universal background checks, the most popular of all gun control proposals? Dead.
I'm heartened by the savviness shown by the audience members during a showing of Olympus Has Fallen this weekend. This was a crowd that was having none of director Antoine Fuqua's shenanigans. It was clear from the moment the first commercials hit the airwaves that this film would be utter nonsense. It appeared that most of the people in the theater came with the knowledge they would be watching a total piece of shit, and they didn't care. They were there for the shitty, for the schadenfreude, and for all the other reasons that bad movies entertain us. They were laughing and groaning in all the right places. It was my kind of crowd.
Ten years ago today the American military began its invasion of Iraq. Ten years on the war still incenses. Politics today is in the grip of hyper-partisanship. The GOP is blatantly obstructionist, the Democrats flailing as they try to play small ball with legislation and the economy. The rancor in Washington and in the media is poisonous. Our leaders are growing increasingly cloistered in that world of theirs, and seem either blissfully unaware of the damage they're doing to the country, or, worse, unconcerned. It's a disheartening time. But, I would rather see a broken government than the one that so efficiently led us into war in Iraq.
It's no secret. Hollywood loves remakes. They love squeezing new cash out of old ideas. And why not? We're a country that embraces the familiar. We find comfort in it. It's this tendency of the public to seek out what it already knows that makes Applebee's and the Olive Garden successful properties in Times Square. Who the hell would come all the way to New York City only to eat the same food they can get in Boise? Americans, that's who.
On the heels of last year's surprise hit comedy, Out of This World, starring Pauly Shore and Rob Schneider, I've been tasked by studio execs to think up another buddy comedy featuring this dynamic duo. They want another smash hit, another moneymaker, something they can plop down a cool 15 million bucks to produce and just rake in the moolah. I don't know about 15 million bucks. Last year we got Pauly and Rob for scale and a couple free hot dogs. Now that they're back on top, they may want more cash. But, that's not my problem. I'm the idea man. I have problems of my own.