EXCUSE ME but *adjusts glasses* actually, some of us care about a little thing called realism! It's about having standards, something you would obviously know nothing about as a "fan" of MST3K who's happy to lap up any old slop Netflix will throw at you!So, I'm waiting for Netflix to cancel Mystery Science Theater 3000. I love that show more than anything, but I know it's coming. Fans had to literally pay to bring it back. It'll likely be the last time I ever get new MST3K. Two shots (three if you count Sci-Fi picking it up in the original run) That's it. Do I like every episode? Is the return as good as the original? No. But I knew it never would be. Because I grew up loving it as a kid. Now as an adult with a crushed spirit, so few new experiences bring me joy like the return of a fictional show that meant so much to me growing up and hoping that starry-eyed kids today would love it just as much as I did.
Then you have Star Wars. A franchise with entries out the ass and more on the way for all eternity. Movies. Spinoffs. Shows. Books. Merchandise. Theme parks. It's all there for you. Everything you could ever want.
And here we are complaining about the fucking size of Death Star debris.
Fans as joyless as this deserve absolutely nothing.
Now pay attention, this concerns you: I've been working on a very important video essay called Everything Wrong with Netflix's MST3K...