Going to level with you folks; this week’s scheduled offering of Arcade’s Revenge has been pushed back to next week because the reviews aren’t ready yet and most of my spare time was spent playing this other thing that came out of nowhere. Fortunately, we’ve got back-up in the form of Ring Rage and a couple other quickies this week.
On the bright side, the schedule is upheld.
Right, so here’s the deal. Today, we do the Green review while Thursday sees follow-ups on the Unlimited and MMPR comic runs. With that in mind, we now have the first issue of Boom’s third ongoing Power Rangers comic, which is the closest thing to an Old Man Logan scenario for Tommy Oliver as you could possibly get. And for what it’s worth, nothing about this issue explains whether this is its own thing or related to the other books… but honestly, for whatever it’s worth… it’s alright.
I’m going to keep my thoughts fairly brief here and will not bother with a break because there isn’t much to spoil. Besides our hero in green, there are a couple other familiar faces that we’ve seen perhaps one time too many permeate these Boom! comic efforts. The initial plot is also familiar fare to anyone who has read these sort of tales; the remaining hero in seclusion, dragged out by an old foe for one final mission to save what’s left of the world, hoisted back into action despite his better judgment and conscience. As before, the details of how we got here and what our heroes will be dealing with are kept vague, adding to the mystery. Is the mystery compelling enough? I don’t know… depends on the individual reader. I will admit that I am somewhat curious as to the questions that still need answer… which is more than what I can say for the other two series.
Of the three series to come out of Boom’s output right now, the one that I had the least interest in from the getgo turns out to be the more interesting of the bunch. Whether that holds for the next couple issues (I figure three is enough) is another story.
Weekly “vintage” material to be posted every Thursday until I run out of things I actually want people to see… though mind you, we may have jumped that shark a decade ago…
And yes, I repurposed an old Dailymotion update video that bares no relevancy to the material on hand into promoting something more current. Enjoy the show.
You’re staring at an empty cup of coffee while listening to incoherent ramblings that may or may not be related to future channel updates. Enjoy the show.
The video will be delayed until later tonight.
“Oh noes! Anyway…”‘
Other news will fill the void in the interim.
Statler: Wake up you old fool. You slept through the show.
Waldorf: Who’s a fool? You watched it.
So Strange New World’s puppet episode aired last night and… that was kind of pointless. I ended up watching a compilation of Statler And Waldorf clips online to wash the taste. I mean, if you’re going to do something with the concept, do something. Instead, it was just another “comedy” episode that ends on a sour note. And again, Statler And Waldorf (the “And” is capitalized for emphasis) seem very applicable here.
This was the first look at Season 4 that they showcased. This was their supposed highlight. I can’t say that it was bad because I’ve seen far, FAR worse… but honestly, they put more effort into their fucking MUSICAL episode than this did this.
And then people wonder why this show is cancelled…
A couple hot topics hitting the Interwebs… the Twitter space… the IWC… something about moving chairs to pay dues or something involving what some dude said about NXT and other WWE folks agreeing with him in some vain attempt to get people to care about this pile of shit. And right now, there’s a couple topics on the horizon that might be worth discussing… but I won’t be discussing those things because all of these things are instigated for the expressed purpose of algorithmic engagement and – beyond this one post on the matter – I do not wish to add to that nonsense.
One issue should have been handled behind closed doors and not turned into an online pissing contest to see who can get the most thumbs up. I find it depressing that someone purported to be a twenty-plus year veteran of the business and a promoter is that much of an attention-seeking pussy that they needed to air their dirty laundry online. Save for that kind of talk for behind the scenes or a shoot interview down the road. Meanwhile, the other side of this discussion has yet to say a word… unless you consider Daddy speaking on his behalf.
One promo that tries to imitate another is not a pipebomb. It is a wet fart. Try as he might, the promo everyone was raving about came across completely fake and artificial. I did not believe a single word of this promo and for people to think that this is on the same level as that pipebomb from 2011 is laughably sad. And for the record, I don’t think Punk has done much in terms of pipe bombs, either. And his wanting to do what he did in AEW with choice WWE talent isn’t making me want to watch his matches. I’ve seen this stuff when it was good and raw. I don’t need to see it remade and rehashed like it is here.
Oh wait, we’ve got the Bloodline… again!
I don’t watch this stuff anymore. I mostly read online sources and even when I am somewhat compelled to watch a clip of these shows, I’m hardly enthused. There’s a lot about the current WWE product that I could complain about – too many ads, too few matches, poor pacing, etc. – but the bottom line is that the shows as a whole aren’t all that exciting. And as much as people will want to blame – and have blamed – Triple H for the current product, this has always been a WWE thing where so many little details can turn off a viewer. I go back and watch some of the stuff I skipped from years past and find myself interested, wondering why I skipped this in the first place… only to be reminded of why I turned this shit off.
WWE has had its dire periods and I’ve had moments where I stopped watching for a period, only to come back after a while to see if things have improved. Honestly, I don’t recall the last time I’ve sat down and watched an entire modern WWE show – TV, PPV, PLE, or otherwise – and I’m not exactly itching for a return. Not when Netflix prices are higher than what I expect to get out of the deal.
And it’s not like WWE is the only one with problems. I’ve got issues with AEW, too. TNA… that’s a bit of a drop off as well.
But WWE is supposed to be the best of the best… and they’re not.
That’s why I’m watching old TNA PPVs and whatever pops up on the WCW or WWE Vault channels.
Great… now I’m stirring to make another piece on this matter.
Damn.
Believe me when I say that calling this “a thing” is probably the nicest thing I have to say about this. And once I knew Mike McMahan was one of the dudes behind this – he of Lower Decks fame – I had a feeling on where this was headed.
For what it’s worth, I did like Lower Decks. It took a while to grow on me, but it did, eventually… but that doesn’t necessarily mean I want another cartoon in that vein. That brand of comedy starts to wear itself thing. Small doses, I can accept. Series after series of this stuff, however? No thanks.
Oh well… we’ll see how the diehards react, point and laugh accordingly, and move on with our lives.
Yeah, sure… whatever you say, pal.
Gonna be blunt. Unless they’re announcing another Ataribox, I really don’t care.
That is all.
