So like 7-and-a-half million of you, I caught the new Star Trek movie this weekend (mind-blowingly good, by the way); which means that, like 7-and-a-half million of you, I sat through a series of coming attractions which seem to prove that nostalgia for crappy Hasbro toys now thoroughly dominates the coke-addled imaginations of Hollywood studio executives. I'll admit that Transformers was surprisingly enjoyable so a sequel was pretty much inevitable, but come on -- G.I. Joe? Directed by the hack who did two of those ridiculous Mummy movies (as if his helmsmanship is something to boast about)? You're kidding, right?
G.I. Joe, at least in its cheesy 80s animated form, was always kind of dumb. Unless you count what somebody did with the series of Joe-themed public service ads that used to run during afternoon TV cartoon blocks all those years ago. Watch this, laugh your ass off, then double click the video and watch the rest of these things. If you can make it through the one with the kid falling off the cliff without spitting coffee all over your computer, you're a stronger person than I.
And prepare yourself, because summer of 2010, it's Hungry Hungry Hippos: All the Marbles.
(God bless you for this, Cesca)
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