Okay. Okay you all need to know something. I am going to see the hell out of this movie. I am going to watch it on opening night and cackle with gleeful abandon. Gay Bondage Space Wizard villain? Sign me up. Half-man-half-wolfthing Channing Tatum as the Spaceman Antihero? Put it in my eyeballs. Mila Kunis as some kind of Unknowing Space Princess/Janitor? Express it directly to my brain.
I see you judging me, but I do not care. I don’t care! Bring it to me, trash masters of the world, bring me your clunky dialogue and ludicrous casting choices. Bring my your wooden romances and endless debate about Space Industry nobody gives a shit about. Bring me your eye-searingly awful CGI.
This movie is going to be a cult classic and I for one am getting in on the ground floor. Look at this Made Up Evil Spaceman Royalty Name. Look at him. He’s barefoot. He’s draped head to toe in sparklegoth space chic. He probably eats minions whole by unhinging his snake jaw. My body is ready.
HEADCANON WHERE STEVE ONLY KNOWS ABOUT PEGGY BECAUSE OF TONY. TONY VISITS PEGGY TOO, ONCE A MONTH AT LEAST. WHENEVER HE COMES IN SHE ALWAYS GLEAMS BUT ALWAYS SAYS “Howard. What a nice surprise.”
No but like, Chris Evans being able to leap over Chris Pratt (6’2 Chris Pratt) is so important to me. Mainly because, holy shit that is equal parts impressive and hot. But also, how did he even know he could do that? Is Chris Evans out there somewhere, testing his leapfrogging abilities? How did he find out he could do this? Is there a limit to his jump? We just don’t know.