Sequelitis

I had a dream last night about the Marvel universe, Ghost Rider, in
particular. Acording to my dream, the bike that Ghost Rider drive is
a top seller there. In my wake filled state, this seems to make a lot
of sense. I'm suprised that no one has addressed it,

The direct to DVD industry is licking the asshole of Disney and finds
that they like what they taste. Shelves are filled with almost decade
old sequels to movies that did boffo in the rental market. Do you
think that the cinema going public were clamouring for a sequel to 8mm
or Starship Troopers? Wait, don't answer that, I fear I shall be
ashamed by your answers. Newest to this ever growing pantheon of
direct to DVD sequels that, no doubt, are superior to the the
originals, is Like Mike 2. I saw Like Mike a billion years ago.
Seeing the flick caused God's head to explode. Our universe is holy
brain guts, spread from Cosmic Centre to Cosmic End, all because of
this flick. I didn't bother to do anything besides look at the
package, but I have no doubt that the sequel is the story of the first
told again for a new generation of children whose lives missed the
magic of the original. Alas, I was hoping that the shoes in the
sequel would be worn by a present day Bow Wow and would turn out to be
the shoes of Michael Jackson. The climax of the film would be him be
him raping all the members of the orphanage followed by his marriage
to a pill popping starlet. Do this, and you can pave the stree in
million dollar bills. The people clamour for it.