Today’s the day we actually start the analysis on Tron. Tron: Legacy. Not just Tron. That would be weird, analyzing a film from almost thirty years ago. That would be like analyzing a film from the 40s or something. Fucked up, right?
Anyway, I’ll be analyzing Tron: Legacy today. I was going to italicize Legacy to show that it was to be inflected, but, it was already italicized. So I’m just telling you after the fact, because then when you read it later you’d know the correct way to say it. Those last two had no meaning whatsoever. I just felt I got robbed out of using italics when I wanted to use it. Then I used it the second time to show you what it was supposed to look like even though it wasn’t supposed to have the inflection on it. I’m all about the equilibrium.
Yesterday was like that first day of classes where the professor is like, “Well, we can’t really do anything, so let’s just state core concepts and go over the syllabus. Then we’ll start the work next time.” It’s my favorite class of all (next to the last one). I think I did a good job getting the points across (hopefully I repeated myself just enough to make you feel like I was beating you over the head with my points. Because that’s what it feels like to me when I watch these films). Now, let’s get into the film itself.
Last week, in Box Office…
Oh boy — that was a fucking massacre. Everything failed.
That is to say, not that there wasn’t a success in the bunch, but, when no new release makes above $12.5 million, it’s September. Wow.
Hop won the weekend just by being. It had a standard kid’s film drop of 43%, finishing with $21.3 million. That is exactly what it was going to do no matter what, so, nothing surprising there. The surprises are what’s to come.
Now, almost everyone predicting this — just to show you how fucked up the whole system is — figured Arthur would finish second with around — whatever million. I forget. I think I said last week. It was somewhere between $14 million on a bad weekend and $18-19 million on a good weekend. More and more this year I’m seeing films get these crazy predictions for the weekend, ones that I sit and go, “That’s not even close to what I’d think it would do.” And I realized — they really don’t know what the fuck to do with this changing box office landscape. They have no fucking idea. They’re going on what they used to go one, which is — fuck knows. They tabulate shit based on advertising levels or whatever and apparently by gauging Twitter, which is about as accurate a gauge at box office success as licking someone’s nuts is an accurate way to guess somebody’s age. If you can get it right most of the time, you belong in a carnival. (more…)