I was lukewarm about the first X-Men movie, but found myself really looking forward to the secord. And I really liked it. I hated The Matrix but find myself looking forward to its sequel. And the Hulk. And Bulletproof Monk which didn’t even register on my radar when it was released. And the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. Pirates of the Caribbean. The Charlie’s Angels sequel (though I skipped the first one.) The Tomb Raider sequel. Kill Bill. Maybe even the third Terminator.
A preview on a video I watched last week was for Mortal Kombat, and I wanted to see that, too.
What does it all mean?
That I’m so frustrated and angry at the state of the world, so sick of feeling powerless to stop encroaching fascism, that I’m drawn to escapist power fantasies? Or am I just giving up and lining up at the trough for my bread and circuses, fiddling while the Constitution burns? (Don’t try mixing metaphors like that at home.)
Damned if I know.
And damned if I don’t.