Two words: Black Dumbledore
Oh, who really cares? The product is J.K. Rowlings. I really have no problem with this....fiction is fiction.
The woman can make the fictional character chartreuse for all I care.
Two words: Black Dumbledore
Yeah I don’t care but notice she starts calling a bunch of her fans racist?
Fast forward a few years: Hermione is a transgender, born a male and surgically changed at birth to be a girl.
Fast forward MORE years: Hermione has BOTH genders and can boink or be boinked.
Fast forward MORE AND MORE years; Hermione becomes a wombat. Get it? Part WOMan and part BATtleaxe.
Sorry.
There are references in the book to Hermione’s white face as she peeks out around a tree.
And if the book said she was black, the movies wouldn’t have starred Emma Watson.
Why not make her a man? Why not an ocelot? This is just idiotic, in-your-face-I-can-do-what-I-want nonsense from a woman with more money than God in the name of “look-how-liberal-I-am-I’m-better-than-you. If she had BEEN black in the MOVIE, I would have absolutely no problem with this. Why the hell try to cast sage actors that resemble the grown up movie actors? Why not make Ginny a blond woman? Harry with perfect eyesight and a Mohawk? IT’S BECAUSE THAT’S WHO THEY WERE IN THE BILLION DOLLAR SERIES OF EIGHT MOVIES.
This is like Conan Doyle killing Sherlock, or Douglas Adams at the end of the fifth Hitchhikers book, or those LibIdiots remaking Ghostbusters, for which I recently Facebook Ranted. If your poncy “reimagining” makes it impossible for the fans WHO MADE YOU RICH to FORGET IT’s a show...you are betraying them and your craft.
That text to make the point, because it is the same reason THIS bugs me:
CAMERA FADES IN ON LATE NIGHT SHOTS OF NYC. VOICE OF DAN AKROYD: “Oh, yeah, sure. When the Big Rift closed, back in 1989, the PKE level in in the city went to ZERO. Stone cold dead. Those spooks that blew out of containment, and all the slime, sucked right back into the Otherworld. We did the talk shows. Egon went back to teaching, I went back to the bookstore. We figured we’d never be needed again.”
(FADE HEARTBEAT IN AND UNDER.)
“But this? Something is waking up. Something old, older than time. We aren’t ‘running around in the streets’ kinda guys anymore.”
(TIGHT SHOT OF AN OLD OAK DESK IN A FIRESTATION, COVERED WITH OLD NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGS FROM THE 80’s. WITH A WEIGHTY CLANK, A PROTON PACK LANDS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OLD NEWSPAPERS. HEARTBEAT LOUDER AND FASTER.)
“That’s where you guys come in.”
If you are old enough to remember New Coke, the “new” Ghostbusters appears to be a nice, big, tall glass of it: mass produced commercial product, put together by ad execs and Big Business and fed to you because You Need To Buy This, no matter what you think.
The “willing suspension of disbelief” is a gossamer thin thing. The thing that made Star Wars is that the story and the depiction of the universe it is in was so…immersive…that you forget you are watching a movie. Further, the story was so new, so different from anything that went before that you were mesmerized by the movie. You WERE in a time long ago, in a galaxy far away.
The ONLY thing I can think of when I see the trailers for the “new” Ghostbusters is NOT “Wow, women aren’t funny” (which is what all critics of the film will be dismissed and attacked with.) The ONLY think I can think of is “This is a movie, intentionally replacing something I love, and every second I see of it, I am reminded that no matter how spectacular the effects are…I am watching a movie.” For me, it is like watching a remake of Casablanca, but with Jim Carry and Madonna. It is like a tiny imp has been put on my shoulder, and is charged with flicking my ear every few seconds and repeating “Movie. Movie. Movie.”
If they had made it four women who were the NEW Ghostbusters…if the exact same characters, and plot, and effects were actually set in the same universe, with a nod of baton-passing from the remaining Old Guys, I could get behind this. That would place it in a fictional package where I could forget it was a remade movie, and immerse in it. But it’s like I ordered pizza in a pizza restaurant and they brought me a waffle…and then insisted on calling it pizza and looked at me like they expected me to pretend too. And then called me bad names for expecting pizza.
The trailers look slickly produced. The effects are amazing. I really laughed at the idiots in the crowd being terrorized by ghosts, who stood there and took selfies with them. I also chuckled at the few recognizable lines that connected with the old movie (the one they are busy ignoring existed.) And with every clever slightly-reworked line…I am again reminded that this pizza is really a waffle. I LIKE waffles. And pizza. But they aren’t the same thing, and being told they are leaves me missing the taste of both.
So yes, women can be funny. But that’s not the problem. A lot of people expected their favorite pizza, enhanced by cheese in the crust. It looks like we got really nice waffles, with New Coke on the side. And when we complain to the management, we are just being dismissed as troublemakers, rather than the people who can just stay home and watch the DVD of the original. And eat pizza, which is what we wanted to buy in the first place.If you are old enough to remember New Coke, the “new” Ghostbusters appears to be a nice, big, tall glass of it: mass produced commercial product, put together by ad execs and Big Business and fed to you because You Need To Buy This, no matter what you think.
The “willing suspension of disbelief” is a gossamer thin thing. The thing that made Star Wars is that the story and the depiction of the universe it is in was so…immersive…that you forget you are watching a movie. Further, the story was so new, so different from anything that went before that you were mesmerized by the movie. You WERE in a time long ago, in a galaxy far away.
The ONLY thing I can think of when I see the trailers for the “new” Ghostbusters is NOT “Wow, women aren’t funny” (which is what all critics of the film will be dismissed and attacked with.) The ONLY think I can think of is “This is a movie, intentionally replacing something I love, and every second I see of it, I am reminded that no matter how spectacular the effects are…I am watching a movie.” For me, it is like watching a remake of Casablanca, but with Jim Carry and Madonna. It is like a tiny imp has been put on my shoulder, and is charged with flicking my ear every few seconds and repeating “Movie. Movie. Movie.”
If they had made it four women who were the NEW Ghostbusters…if the exact same characters, and plot, and effects were actually set in the same universe, with a nod of baton-passing from the remaining Old Guys, I could get behind this. That would place it in a fictional package where I could forget it was a remade movie, and immerse in it. But it’s like I ordered pizza in a pizza restaurant and they brought me a waffle…and then insisted on calling it pizza and looked at me like they expected me to pretend too. And then called me bad names for expecting pizza.
The trailers look slickly produced. The effects are amazing. I really laughed at the idiots in the crowd being terrorized by ghosts, who stood there and took selfies with them. I also chuckled at the few recognizable lines that connected with the old movie (the one they are busy ignoring existed.) And with every clever slightly-reworked line…I am again reminded that this pizza is really a waffle. I LIKE waffles. And pizza. But they aren’t the same thing, and being told they are leaves me missing the taste of both.
So yes, women can be funny. But that’s not the problem. A lot of people expected their favorite pizza, enhanced by cheese in the crust. It looks like we got really nice waffles, with New Coke on the side. And when we complain to the management, we are just being dismissed as troublemakers, rather than the people who can just stay home and watch the DVD of the original. And eat pizza, which is what we wanted to buy in the first place.
Quite correct. Hermione is a fictional character. The same with a James Bond of African heritage. It's not like taking a picture about Moses and showing him as a European....