The next movie was "Wonder Woman 84." I wish I could say the same good things about this film like "Soul," but it was a shitshow. I am SO over superhero movies! And it was if the writers were 20-30-somethings who maybe heard things about the 80s and threw a bunch of things together. It was a mess. I lost interest in it almost immediately.
As midnight approached we switched back and forth to various coverages. Things ranged from a local broadcast from Santa Fe where they had local acts trying their best to perform, to horrible lip-synch acts from "internationally famous" artists that I had never heard of before. At midnight I quickly put on Sabot to welcome in the new year in fursuit. There was not too much gunfire this year. I finished off the evening like I had in years years past. In Chicago they always showed a Marx Brothers movie so that you would start the year with laughter. I found "A Night at the Opera" and enjoyed it until I passed out in my chair around 2 am. This morning we watched "Mank" on Netflix about the screenwriter from the 30s who wrote "Citizen Kane." I'm going to have to rewatch it. They skip around time so much that it was hard to keep the plotline straight. But you can bet that Gary Oldman will probably get a Best Actor nomination when the time comes.
