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29 October 2014
FWS News Feed: Terminator 5: Genisys...Oh Dear God.
I really want to believe that the news that broke about the 5th film of the Terminator is fake, and someone out there is just fucking with us. But, alas, that does not seem to be so. The basic idea of a film chronicling the backstory of Kyle Reese and the T-800 being sent to 1984 to find Sarah Conner has been around since the late 1980's, and it was believed to have been the planned third Terminator film by James Cameron. The original cast would have been in the film, and it was believed to be planned around 1995. Yeah...that didn't happen. Instead, the 3rd film was complete and utter dogshit and the 4th was somewhat better, but now the studio is going to semi-reboot the Terminator universe. Fuck me. According to the Entertainment Weekly article, Sarah Conner will not be a hapless waitress, but an orphan living with an T-800 she calls "Pops". No shit. She has a Daddy T-800 that has been her protector since the age of 9. Fuck me..again. The T-800 trains Sarah Conner to be an antisocial warrior chick or something, and it seems that Kyle Reese will have his work cutout for him to create little John Conner. To top it all off, the title is going to be "Genisys". Genisys?! GENISYS! Oh, fuck you! That is an insult! It sounds like a bad stripper name who works the Tuesday lunch shift. This is the best that Hollywood could come up with? Why couldn't everyone leave this embattled franchises alone to die on its own? I can't...I just can't. At one time, Terminator was a grim dark vision of a robot apocalypse...but then the studio milked it for cash, and transformed Terminator into a comical whisper of its former self. If there are any time travelers out there, now is the time to stop this. Go back and prevent this abortion from taking shape. Do what Skynet could not...unwrite the future. For the sake of all humanity, warm up the ole Type-40 and stop this! Me? I'm going to pour some Jack-and-Coke and listen to the Spoony One's Betrayal Song. I weep for the future.