A 1930s horror movie from Marvel. Reproduction of the style itself deserves praise, but at the same time we understand all too well what is happening. Marvel tried to absorb and reflect the entire media culture from the very beginning: they had to have their vampires, their Baba Yaga, their wizards, their talking ducks, their cyborgs
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A 1930s horror movie from Marvel. Reproduction of the style itself deserves praise, but at the same time we understand all too well what is happening. Marvel tried to absorb and reflect the entire media culture from the very beginning: they had to have their vampires, their Baba Yaga, their wizards, their talking ducks, their cyborgs from the future. It reminds me of rule 34 – if something exists, then there is a Marvel version of it. And how wonderfully this coincides with the ambitions of their slave owner Disney, who wants to own everything. As a result, I realize that I didn’t watch some more or less high-quality stylized short film, but the studio’s manifesto that “Yes, this belongs to us too.” And the monster Ted that Man Thing, which was actually stolen from DC’s Swamp Thing, belongs to them, as does the entire reign of plagiarism stolen from DC and all the studios in the world. Did I get anything as a spectator? Of course not. This movie didn't enrich me, it's empty, it's just stylistic copying. Besides, I was disgusted that monster hunters somehow had to kill each other for the right to possess a sacred artifact. It is not a means of personal enrichment, it is a weapon against evil, and the possession of it is service. How can monster hunters throw themselves into a suicide massacre for him? How are they better than the monsters themselves? Well, yeah, the movie says nothing. Then why do we need them? It doesn't work, it's unconvincing, it's played. I didn't believe it as an audience.
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