In just the past few weeks I've found out the classic science fiction film Outland was slated for a remake. Then afterwards I checked further info about the remake of the film that starred Sean Connery, which all pertaining articles seeming to corroborate two facts.
In short, the expected mega-blockbusters were indeed mostly mega-blockbusters, the expected middle-of-the-road hits were just that, while the films pegged most likely to flop or at least financially disappoint did just that.
Any man who serves me Edna St. Vincent Millay with a shot of Jim White and dashing references to New Order, Robert Johnson, Astral Weeks, and The Cure, needn't bother with "hello." I surrender utterly.
"If there's any way to sort of distilling Once: The Musical into anything, it would have to be the presence of hope -- the idea that if you remain open, you can enter into these beautiful relationships and friendships."
The Prometheus of Greek myth was the titan who stole fire -- and a love of science and the intellect -- from the gods of Olympus. If Ol' Pro' saw this eponymous film, he might keep the fire but give the rest back.
El Boyfo was being sweet. He wanted us "to discover it together." I, on the other hand had little interest in sweet mutual discovery. Our first Prometheus spat launched when he realised that I had no intention of allowing days to go by with me twitching until our iMax trip.