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Sorry about the post title; I couldn't resist.
LucasFilm has announced that Taika Waititi will direct and co-write a Star Wars film. His co-writer will be Krysty Wilson-Cairns, who wrote 1917, among other things. I'm not sure how to feel about it. I enjoyed Thor: Ragnarok--it was fun, and the irreverence worked for me, given how long and well the character of Thor has been established in the Marvel cinematic franchise and the nature of superhero films. Not so sure that Waititi's usual tone will translate well in the Star Wars universe. But a lot will depend on the project itself, which is currently a blank. We know absolutely nothing.
Presumably, the film announced for J.D. Dillard and Matt Owens is still going forward as well. Owens wrote for Luke Cage; I don't recognize anything that Dillard has directed.
Kevin Feige (president of Marvel at Disney) is still listed as a future producer for a Star Wars film, too.
Hmm...This is a bit like what we saw midway through the sequel trilogy: multiple announcements about various projects, with not much actual story content attached to those announcements. And then Bob Iger got spooked by the woefully underselling Solo and eventually called off a bunch of projects. (If only Iger had used that moment of reflection to decide to give more time to the production team working on Rise of Skywalker.)
In addition to re-reading Sherwood, I'm also re-reading a much older favorite--Tony Hillerman's The Fly on the Wall. It was published in 1971--one of his earliest books. Most people familiar with his work know his mystery novels set on the Navajo reservation. This book has a more autobiographical setting: a newsroom in a midwestern state capital.
I probably read it for the first time in the 1990s and it was already getting a bit dated, but not nearly so much as now. A fairly important plot point early on is the news cycle rivalry between morning and evening newspapers. That has disappeared with the fading (heh) of ink; now it's a constant feeding of the news beast online, with no respite.
Newspaper journalist John Cotton stumbles across a story that leads to bloodshed and the potential toppling of a political empire. Hillerman does a lot of delving into the mechanics of journalism; I don't mind it, because it's done through the lens of the protagonist. But I can see how that would reduce the appeal for some readers.
Anyway! I'm still early in the story, so if I'm inspired enough by the end, I might mention the book in another post. Right now it's time to put the laptop down.
LucasFilm has announced that Taika Waititi will direct and co-write a Star Wars film. His co-writer will be Krysty Wilson-Cairns, who wrote 1917, among other things. I'm not sure how to feel about it. I enjoyed Thor: Ragnarok--it was fun, and the irreverence worked for me, given how long and well the character of Thor has been established in the Marvel cinematic franchise and the nature of superhero films. Not so sure that Waititi's usual tone will translate well in the Star Wars universe. But a lot will depend on the project itself, which is currently a blank. We know absolutely nothing.
Presumably, the film announced for J.D. Dillard and Matt Owens is still going forward as well. Owens wrote for Luke Cage; I don't recognize anything that Dillard has directed.
Kevin Feige (president of Marvel at Disney) is still listed as a future producer for a Star Wars film, too.
Hmm...This is a bit like what we saw midway through the sequel trilogy: multiple announcements about various projects, with not much actual story content attached to those announcements. And then Bob Iger got spooked by the woefully underselling Solo and eventually called off a bunch of projects. (If only Iger had used that moment of reflection to decide to give more time to the production team working on Rise of Skywalker.)
In addition to re-reading Sherwood, I'm also re-reading a much older favorite--Tony Hillerman's The Fly on the Wall. It was published in 1971--one of his earliest books. Most people familiar with his work know his mystery novels set on the Navajo reservation. This book has a more autobiographical setting: a newsroom in a midwestern state capital.
I probably read it for the first time in the 1990s and it was already getting a bit dated, but not nearly so much as now. A fairly important plot point early on is the news cycle rivalry between morning and evening newspapers. That has disappeared with the fading (heh) of ink; now it's a constant feeding of the news beast online, with no respite.
Newspaper journalist John Cotton stumbles across a story that leads to bloodshed and the potential toppling of a political empire. Hillerman does a lot of delving into the mechanics of journalism; I don't mind it, because it's done through the lens of the protagonist. But I can see how that would reduce the appeal for some readers.
Anyway! I'm still early in the story, so if I'm inspired enough by the end, I might mention the book in another post. Right now it's time to put the laptop down.