According to multiverse theory, there is at least one universe in which Edgar Wright directed the first Ant-Man film. I like to think in that universe, the Ant-Man franchise was a much bigger success than it’s turned out to be in our universe. I’ve tried so hard to love these films because I think there’s so much potential. If I’m honest, I think I’ve always been a bit forgiving of these films. I’ve always loved an underdog and these films were always Marvel’s underdogs. They benefited from having Paul Rudd in the main role alongside a great cast. It was just the storytelling. Nobody really knew what to do with Scott or Hope. The second film was disappointing, so I can’t say I was looking forward to the third. One of the reasons why it’s taken so long to get around to watching it. The other reason being my general boredom with the MCU of late. It’s just too much these days. The different phases used to last for 2, 3 or even 4 years. Now it’s basically 1.5. Marvel is a content farm these days and I’m struggling to care.
We’ve reached the penultimate episode of Throwback Thirty so I’ve decided to watch one of my favourite Christmas films. Whilst it didn’t quite make it into my Top 11 Essential Christmas films, it is certainly something I enjoy watching this time of year. Really, I like films that play with Charles Dickens’ story in different ways. I understand the fact that, as a Victorian novel, it feels as though you should stay true to the time period. But there are only so many times you can see an angry old man in a nightgown following ghosts around until it gets boring, so changing it up a bit is always welcome. Whilst I will always see The Muppets Christmas Carol as the ultimate adaptation of the tale, Scrooged, at least, tries to bring it into the modern age. And, as it was released in 1988, it was made during Bill Murray’s glory days. And, let’s be honest, who better to play a mean, slightly unhinged, and haunted TV executive than the great Murray? Who better to star in the classic festive tale? When Bill’s around it’ll always be a Murrary Christmas.
Yipee ki-yay, motherbooker 
