https://archive.ph/2022.03.25-133359/https://www.nytimes.com/2022/03/25/opinion/oscars-movies-end.html

But the effects-driven blockbuster, more than its 1980s antecedents, empowered a fandom culture that offered built-in audiences to studios, but at the price of subordinating traditional aspects of cinema to the demands of the Jedi religion or the Marvel cult. And all these shifts encouraged and were encouraged by a more general teenage-ification of Western culture, the extension of adolescent tastes and entertainment habits deeper into whatever adulthood means today.

Over time, this combination of forces pushed Hollywood in two directions. On the one hand, toward a reliance on superhero movies and other “presold” properties, largely pitched to teenage tastes and sensibilities, to sustain the theatrical side of the business. (The landscape of the past year, in which the new “Spider-Man” and “Batman” movies between them have made over a billion dollars domestically while Oscar hopefuls have made a pittance, is just an exaggerated version of the pre-Covid dominance of effects-driven sequels and reboots over original storytelling.) On the other hand, toward a churn of content generation to feed home entertainment and streaming platforms, in which there’s little to distinguish the typical movie — in terms of casting, direction or promotion — from the TV serials with which it competes for space across a range of personal devices.

Under these pressures, much of what the movies did in American culture, even 20 years ago, is essentially unimaginable today. The internet has replaced the multiplex as a zone of adult initiation. There’s no way for a few hit movies to supply a cultural lingua franca, given the sheer range of entertainment options and the repetitive and derivative nature of the movies that draw the largest audiences.

The possibility of a movie star as a transcendent or iconic figure, too, seems increasingly dated. Superhero franchises can make an actor famous, but often only as a disposable servant of the brand. The genres that used to establish a strong identification between actor and audience — the non-superhero action movie, the historical epic, the broad comedy, the meet-cute romance — have all rapidly declined.

  • UlyssesT [he/him]
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    2 years ago

    Newer grimmer darker Batman movies with more and more fascist virtue signaling each time, forever. :so-true:

    • crime [she/her, any]
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      2 years ago

      The grimmest darkest Batman film (Batman: Darkest Midnight (2027)) is just three hours of poorly-lit shakycam footage of a nude Timothy Chalamet writhing around in a sewer and eating the viscera of a community organizer "gang leader" while they're still alive

      Fortunately after the revolution, Batman is retired for a generation until Superman: Red Son is made as part of a therapy program for elderly capeshit fans with dementia. This kicks off a short run of other nostalgiabait films, including the anarchist Batman that another comrade here sketched out the plot for like a month ago.

      • UlyssesT [he/him]
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        2 years ago

        You missed the gory necrophilic rape scene where Mr. Freeze (played by Bryan Cranston) says some epic badass highly quotable stuff while violating his freshly thawed dead wife. :walter-shock:

        Or is that in The Batman: Edge of The Darkest Knight Rising (2036)?