(The following is an old, old, old man file I had stored away on my laptop -- but the principles still apply. Read on and let me take you back to the simpler time of 2010...only...remixed, with images and captions and on a blog now. So...not really all that different.)
Lucky, or unlucky? That’s the biggest question here. On the one hand, today I don’t have school thanks to a pleasant snowstorm. On the other hand, that gives me time to scour the movie channels for something to watch. As fate would have it, Street Fighter: The Legend of Chun-Li happened to be on. I knew from the instant I saw the sublime SF logo mixed with text so bland even I could generate it (or anyone with Word, for that matter), I wasn’t just about to view garbage. No, this was a rare opportunity – it IS a rare opportunity, because as I’m writing this, I’m watching the movie in question.
Oh great. Lana Lang is back.
Despite being a part-time follower of the SF mythos, I had no interest in seeing the movie when it came out a year ago. I knew it’d be bad – a special kind of bad. It seemed impossible for so many screw-ups to appear in such a short time span. For exa-
Oh crap. Vega just appeared onscreen. Or at least, someone like Vega. His mask is all shiny, he’s wearing all black, and memories of Vega’s ASIAN actor popped into my head. And – oh boy, Chris Klein just made his first onscreen appearance. “Call me Nash,” he says. As in Charlie Nash? Hell no! You put on the glasses and throw a sonic boom, and then we’ll talk.
“You just inherited a big problem,” he says. I lol’ed.
Better to inherit a problem than that forehead.