Bond Flick Sinks At Box Office

The pre-release marketing right throughout the whole of mainstream media said 'will break $300 million on the opening weekend.'

The current official figure is around $56 million in the United States on the opening weekend.

Most sources are saying the final budget was almost $900 million in the end so Barbara took a bath on this one.

There's not a lot in that pic.
You don't need a lot to make a statement.
There's a lot in the latest Bond film.
And it all amounts to nothing.

Meanwhile she is on a few of the access media sites in very self-involved interviews in which she seems to have no clue at all that she was the custodian of the greatest movie franchise ever - and sunk it.

But they will continue on as though nothing ever happened. Hey, who cares about money, right?

Nobody ever needs to make a profit. Banks don't. And sooner or later now Hollywood will be forcing Congress to bail them out too - which it will, because, after all, without Hollywood, how will politicians be able to get away with the massive incredible lies they tell?

Anyway who needs to stay 'in the black...'

I mean no wonder they can't write villains these days - yes, they are the villains themselves but...

...they have no actual 'evil weapons' other than their own stupidity and being able to bore themselves as well as everyone else to death with their long-winded slo-mo wrecks of crazed stubbornness and mindlessness.

So even if they wrote themselves into the script it wouldn't work.

Slow-cooked beef broth and 
thyme and caramelized onion.
And sherry. Lots of sherry.

Michael G. Wilson is the screenwriter. And he is Barbara (Broccoli)'s half-brother.

So that means he has talent, right. He got there through talent, right.

LOL

The official release credits Neal Purvis with the screeplay but it is clear the 79-year old Wilson was really the person responsible. For one thing, he has been the one engaging all the lunatic comedy writers like Phoebe Waller-Bridge.

In fact, Purvis' actual screenwriting background is in comedy and worse still 'parody.' He wrote 'Johnny English.' Which means, again, that he didn't write it because Rowan Atkinson wrote it, but Purvis went to a school somewhere where they 'teach' people to fill in the pages like a template for the actors to extract their lines off of, and the camera people to compose the shots from the simple-line instructions (aka 'screenplay').

Here's the real source of the problem though:

If you take one look at someone like Michael G. Wilson, leaving aside his age and that he is going to be totally out of touch with modern wider society (having in the first place grown up as a privileged rich lout since his parents were stupendously over-fed and watered...), you immediately realize that he has nothing inside himself.

He is just plain not an interesting person, and with no hope of perceiving how to find the 'edges' to take the public, the audience, out close to in order to give them the thrills they are seeking and for which they are willing to pay cinema ticket prices. But they'll stop doing that pretty quickly if you are not able to deliver. And he is not.

Computer game stuff.
Not even Hollywood - Canadian!

There's too much competition as well, now, from immersive computer games for one thing, and on-line movies from a vast range of independent sources not restricted by the so-called 'Hollywood elites' backing them and giving them stupid instructions.

I think all of this nonsense about 'One World Order'/Globalism/Global Elite' has come to an end! What we are having to live through though is the 'crash and burn' phase now.

When it first came out, the Bond material was extremely edgy. And that's because the people behind it were very edgy people. 

There's no one edgy in that production house now. They are empty tin cans. And they're old in every sense. And they will rust through. And then all the petrol or kerosene will spill out and catch fire and burn up - including burn up everything around it.