#WILL THERE BE ANOTHER JASON BOURNE SEQUEL MOVIE#
My mind kept wandering while I watched “Jason Bourne.” Isn’t there someplace else they can take his character? Does every movie have to feature a new memory for him to explore? I’ve watched four films of the world’s most badass secret agent, working his way through his troubled past with the emotional complexity of a middle-aged insurance salesman who never got over missing the prom. If a company can make two billion dollars making a movie with fewer original parts than a 1976 Ford Pinto being driven by Caitlyn Jenner, then we’re all in for a world of hurt. Surely there are better uses for the hundreds of millions of dollars spent on xeroxed trash like “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Out of the Shadows,” “Jason Bourne,” “Now You See Me 2,” “Ghostbusters,” and “Independence Day: Resurgence.”Įven when an unoriginal movie turns out all right, like last year’s “Star Wars: The Force Awakens,” it perpetuates a painful level of conformity that is seeping into the studios and impacting their output. There’s a constant, pervasive question that travels along the chemical neurotransmitters of my mind: Can’t we do better? The answer 90 percent of the time is absolutely. Even the ones I managed to find a sliver of enjoyment in came with a collective sigh. Movie studios have become lazy purveyors of entertainment, like the dad who keeps his kids laughing by jingling his car keys.Ģ016 has been a gauntlet of terrible sequels. We’re at a point now where a movie can literally be the exact same movie as the last, and as long as it features movement and a few bright, shiny stars it’s considered entertaining. How do I pull myself out of this ashen quagmire that has sucked in cineplexes like an apocalyptic blight? Sequels and franchises are being produced at such great frequency and with such little effort that I am astonished torch-wielding mobs haven’t been storming projection booths and burning the digital delivery system passing off these poorly reconstituted piles of garbage as entertainment. To all that is good and holy in this world, I cry with the power of a thousand drunken Barbarians, “Enough!”įuck beans. Three movies unable to create a single new plot point or interesting development.
Three movies, three frightening similar plots. A bunch of guys sit in a monitor-filled room while trying to kill him. He can’t remember pertinent details about his past.
Hyperbole aside, these movies are the definition of derivative-lazy, uninspired action as seen in the last three Matt Damon Bourne movies.īourne is in hiding. For me, that zero moment is Jason Bourne, which might be the laziest franchise entry in the history of cinema. To bastardize a quote from the brilliant Chuck Palahniuk: “It’s easy to cry when you realize that everyone you love will reject you or die.” On a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everything will drop to zero. IN THE CROSSHAIRS OF BOREDOM: Matt Damon’s latest Bourne movie is yawn-inducing and predictable.