Josh Brolin Begs for Thanos Return + Digital Pets in Space

Friday morning and I woke up with the kind of confidence that only comes from forgetting every responsibility I have. It lasted exactly four minutes before I remembered... everything.

Now I'm back to my baseline state of "organic panic wrapped in a human suit." But it's FRIDAY panic, which is somehow different.

It's panic with potential.

Panic with promise. Panic that knows it can become drunk panic in approximately 9 hours.

Let’s go.

IN THIS ISSUE:

Josh Brolin is practically camping outside Marvel Studios with a purple face paint kit, telling Josh Horowitz he'd return as Thanos "tomorrow" if the Russo Brothers called.

The man talks to the Russos 4-6 times WEEKLY.

I don't talk to my own mother that often and she birthed me. Actually, that might be why I don't talk to her that often but that's a different newsletter.

He also chats with Robert Downey Jr. 4-6 times a year, which sounds like the exact right amount of times to talk to someone who makes more money than several small nations combined. Meanwhile, Brolin passed on playing Hal Jordan in DC's Lanterns and has "no regrets," which is what everyone says when they definitely have regrets but their therapist told them to practice acceptance.

Here's the kicker: he STILL hates his Deadpool 2 experience as Cable.

Still.

The movie came out in 2018 and this man is holding that grudge like it owes him money. I respect that level of pettiness. I'm still mad about a sandwich I ordered wrong in 2012.

Variety reports Disney+ just cancelled Goosebumps after two seasons, but Sony Pictures Television is dragging it around to other streamers like that friend who won't accept the party's over.

75 million hours viewed in the US.

Cancelled.

You know what? This is why I have trust issues. Well, this and that time my kindergarten teacher said we'd have pizza and then gave us those weird English muffin pizzas that taste like disappointment and freezer burn.

Sony's being an "arms dealer" (their words, not mine) shopping it to Netflix, HBO, Peacock, and Prime Video. They're literally going door-to-door like they're selling Girl Scout cookies except instead of Thin Mints it's childhood trauma in anthology form.

The show stays on Disney+ though.

So you can still watch the dead show. On the platform that killed it. That's like keeping your ex's photos on your phone "for the memories." We all know what you're doing, Disney. We all know.

CEO David Zaslav just announced during an earnings call that ScreenRant reports Warner Bros. is developing a new Wizard of Oz project.

An earnings call.

That's where they announced this. Not Comic-Con. Not a fancy presentation. An EARNINGS CALL. Nothing says "magical journey to a wonderland" like discussing quarterly profits with shareholders.

This is 100% because Universal's Wicked made a billion dollars and Warner Bros. woke up like "OH S**T WE OWN DOROTHY."

They've had the rights since the mid-1990s. They've been sitting on ruby slippers for thirty years doing nothing but Tom and Jerry Oz movies.

That's like owning a Ferrari and only using it to store winter coats.

You know what though? I'll watch it. I'll complain the entire time about how it's not as good as the 1939 version that traumatized me with flying monkeys, but I'll watch it.

Variety reports James Gunn is directing the "next movie in the Super-Family" according to Warner Bros.

Not Superman 2. Not Supergirl. The "Super-Family."

Everyone's speculating it's Superman and Supergirl teaming up against General Zod, which... sure. Fine. Whatever. As long as they don't make Zod kneel before anyone because that joke is older than my collection of DVDs I refuse to throw away even though I don't own a DVD player anymore.

Gunn already said he's writing it. Now he's directing it. Next he'll be catering it. The man's going full Tyler Perry but with more aliens and better CGI.

Superman's apparently outperforming MCU films at the box office which must feel great for DC. Like finally beating your older sibling at something after years of getting absolutely demolished at Mario Kart.

ScreenRant reports the Prime Video series wrapped filming in December 2024 and is in post-production but won't premiere in 2025.

Maybe 2026.

Maybe later.

Maybe when we're all actually living in a dystopian future and can relate better.

Michelle Yeoh plays a Replicant nearing end of life which is basically how I feel waiting for this show. Hunter Schafer plays someone living with shifting identities, which is also me trying to remember all my streaming service passwords.

This is the first live-action Blade Runner TV series and at this rate it'll also be the last because we'll all be dead by the time it releases. I've been waiting so long I've forgotten what Blade Runner is even about. Something about robots? Tears in rain? Harrison Ford being grumpy?

Executive producer David Zucker says it's up to Amazon's scheduling decisions.

The same company that can deliver a potato peeler to my door in 2 hours can't figure out when to release a TV show they already filmed.

Deadline reports Dave Bautista is playing The Kurgan in the Highlander reboot opposite Henry Cavill.

This is perfect casting.

Bautista wanted this role in 2015. TWENTY-FIFTEEN. The man has been manifesting this for a decade. That's commitment. I can't even commit to a lunch plan.

Russell Crowe is Ramirez. Chad Stahelski is directing. They're shooting in the UK and Hong Kong. This is either going to be the greatest action movie ever made or an absolute disaster and honestly I'm here for either outcome.

Cavill called it a "passion project" and wants his character to be more than "a cool guy with a sword" which is funny because that's literally all I want from a Highlander movie. Give me cool guy. Give me sword. Give me Queen soundtrack. I'm simple.

The original made $5.9 million and spawned four films and two TV series.

The math isn't mathing but whatever. Hollywood gonna Hollywood.

ComicBook.com reports post-production is complete on season 3 and they might adapt "The Death of Superman."

The. Death. Of. Superman.

In a cartoon where Superman looks like he shops at Target and has anxiety. Sure. Why not. Kill him. Kill everyone. Kill me while you're at it because I can't handle another beloved character death even if they're definitely coming back two episodes later.

Showrunner Jake Wyatt says it could return "soon."

That word has lost all meaning. "Soon" in TV time could mean next week or next decade. My dad said he'd be back from getting cigarettes "soon" and that was 1997. Different kind of soon, I guess.

Jack Quaid, who voices Superman, praised David Corenswet's live-action version which is the voice actor equivalent of your ex saying your new partner seems nice. Professional. Painful. Necessary.

Remember when I told you Matt Smith was joining Star Wars as a villain? Well Jeff Sneider reports he's playing a military general.

Not a Sith.

Not a Force user.

A general.

That's like hiring Gordon Ramsay to make you a sandwich. Sure, it'll probably be good, but we all know you're wasting potential.

The movie's set five years after Rise of Skywalker, which means five years after everyone stopped caring. Ryan Gosling plays a Starfighter pilot because apparently being Ken wasn't enough aircraft-adjacent content for him.

They cast an unknown teen for the lead after considering Owen Cooper and Alfie Williams, which means nothing to any of us but I'm including it because journalism or whatever.

May 28, 2027.

Mark your calendars so you can forget about it until May 27, 2027, when you'll panic-buy tickets.