Ok, we get it. The original goodness of those films during your Renaissance made you glorious amounts of money and beyond wonderful marketing, but remaking them? We see through the charade. Now I know that imitation is a form of flattery, but copying yourself is like watching the neighborhood bully who once was a proud jockey during his high school years of fortune and glory now at 42 years old coming out of his mom's basement with two boxing gloves with a notion that he is going to come back at the kids who have now grown and moved away and the bully is left there hitting himself.
In other words, stop hitting yourself. Stop hitting yourself. Stop hitting yourself!
Get out of your mom's basement, go out and see the world, and come up with some new ideas for gawd's sake!
There. Rant over.
In other words, stop hitting yourself. Stop hitting yourself. Stop hitting yourself!
Get out of your mom's basement, go out and see the world, and come up with some new ideas for gawd's sake!
There. Rant over.