As heartening as it was to see a corporation that owns everything from Mickey Mouse to the broadcast rights for the 2018 College Football Playoff National Championship to Princess Leia’s hair surrender in the face of opposition from members of my own profession, I can’t help but feel disappointed in how quickly the media’s recent Disney boycott ended. I wish it had gone on indefinitely.
Earlier this week, the company announced that, in response to the Los Angeles Times’ unflattering stories about business dealings between Disneyland and the city of Anaheim, critics from the paper would be barred from attending advanced screenings of its films. The response was immediate and uniform: Fellow critics from The Washington Post, The New York Times, The A.V. Club, Flavorwire, and other outlets said that, in a show of solidarity, they would refuse to cover Disney properties — not only the latest animated features like Thor and Star Wars: The Last Jedi, but also the upcoming live-action The Lion King remake and dozens of other films.
Upon hearing this, Disney quickly reversed course, agreeing all of a day later to re-admit the Los Angeles Times’ critics to preview screenings, Q&A sessions, junkets, and all the other business that goes into promoting their various franchises. For the other critics involved, the boycott was over before they had to so much as contemplate the inconvenience of having to wait to see the latest Avengers movie with ordinary film-goers, or the existential despair induced by not writing up minor details related to the new Han Solo spin-off.
But really, what would any of us miss out on if the 600th bland, undifferentiated comic-book movie came and went without our noticing?
In an article headlined “The Last Jedi teaser delivers the thrilling Luke Skywalker shot we were looking for,” a Washington Post writer opines that “it is the most thrilling image to pop up in a Star Wars trailer since Disney gained the deed to George Lucas’ galaxy.” Is it, though? I watched that teaser three times, and all I saw was a bearded Social Security-eligible gentleman in a tan bathrobe. The breathless enthusiasm for all things Disney, Star Wars, and Marvel that we expect from critics — who are often only too happy to oblige — is a problem.
Does anybody need another live-action version of The Jungle Book? What about The Lion King, a film featuring, as any father …
Source:: The Week – Entertainment