These reactionary forces of cultural regression consequently busted many a nut over the disastrous first week box-office of Strange Worlds, which Wikipedia describes as a film featuring “Walt Disney Animation Studios' first openly LGBTQ teenaged character” shortly before mentioning that it is a bomb that might lose its studio nearly 150 million dollars. When a movie with a diverse cast or LGTBQ characters does genuinely flop they’re so overjoyed and feel so validated that they jizz all over themselves and each other in delight, but not in a gay way, because these defenders of the children, the precious, precious children are comfortable in their sexuality as only someone who has a heart attack every time a same sex kiss occurs in a children’s film can be. They similarly depicted Captain Marvel as another BRUTAL loss for Disney because, while yes, it did gross well over a billion dollar and got stellar reviews, it starred an unapologetic feminist who hurt their feelings by being an unapologetic feminist and also a woman. They behave as if every time a movie is made with a minority in a role previously played by a white person it stabs both baby Jesus AND baby Superman in the heart. The sizable percentage of the internet who angrily denounce what they see as the sins and evils of “identity politics” yet cling to their identities as white Christians with sweaty, furious desperation all the same have declared war on the forces of “wokeness” and cultural diversity. We’ve come a long way since then but sweet blessed lord do we ever have a long way to go. I grew up in the 1980s, when minority representation in films and television was so scant that any time a studio or network made something prominently featuring homosexuals or black leads it was considered a referendum on whether mainstream America was ready for entertainment that brazenly acknowledged the existence of people who weren’t white or rigidly heterosexual. The price goes down to seventy-five dollars for all subsequent choices. It’s the career and site-sustaining column that gives YOU, the kindly, Christ-like, unbelievably sexy Nathan Rabin’s Happy Place patron, an opportunity to choose a movie that I must watch, and then write about, in exchange for a one-time, one hundred dollar pledge to the site’s Patreon account. Welcome, friends, to the latest entry in Control Nathan Rabin 4.0.
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