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  grucy diaries incoming (@lovesfranchaela) reported 9 minutes ago

  it isn’t the first but honestly when Disney was first making these films, they were making them with the idea of taking old films and actually making them good. there is so much work that can be done with Cinderella

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  Gary Harris (@GaryHarrisg663) reported 12 minutes ago

  @thearachwing @NicholasJLevi Who cares about Jean Grey? Jean Grey equals Phoenix which equals we have seen that twice already and it sucked both times you really wanna see Disney try it?Rogue can’t be in it cause the girl that played her is having heath issues. Hailey Berry sucked as Storm also.

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  Aarnav Gupta (@aarnavg17) reported 13 minutes ago

  The “You’re Welcome” sequence in the #Moana live-action remake feels exactly like that Frooti ad the Tum Hi Ho Bandhu 4th-wall video got trolled for but is actually a part of the movie here. This is the most “we’re not sure what we’re doing here” Disney remake I’ve seen. Rock looks unconvincing as Maui, the casting feels off overall, the songs lost their melody & pitch, and the original is simply too recent for a remake. A fresh story that assumes you already know the Moana world (like superhero films do with comics) would’ve worked way better. So many jokes and moments could’ve been updated for freshness… the tattoos have zero personality, and huge chunks still feel animated instead of properly translated to live-action/CGI. Just putting real actors in the roles isn’t enough when you clearly didn’t figure out how to make the rest work. Release timing didn’t help with the box office either.

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  TokyoOnTheRocks (@TokyoOnTheRocks) reported 14 minutes ago

  @IndyVisualist @JonnyRoot_ My question is why would you go see such a terrible movie but then swear you wont go to see The Odyssey. You have very poor decision making skills. And no, you are using the “lexicon” incorrectly. South Pacific Islanders are not Asians. Thats why we have the term AAPI and dont just call them all asians. (Though clearly and unsurprisingly you do) I know you think this was some kind of really clever gotcha because youve seen a thousand people make similar tweets during this whole Odyssey tantrum the American polticial right is throwing. But let me see if I can explain a basic concept to you. (Unlikely) I imagine you think “Hollywood” is a giant cabal of jewish run demons that are all working to desroy the good and decent people of East Jesus, Arkansas. But actually Disney which made Moana is a whole different company from Universal Pictures. And the decision by disney to do a live action 1:1 remake of Moana has absolutely nothing to do with Nolan casting a black woman in his film. I know, you see it as an organized “woke” plot. But they really are just movies. It would have been really weird if in the 1:1 remake of moana they cast John Cena instead of the Rock. But Id still give it a chance and reserve my judgement and watch it first. Even though it has terrible reviews. (I guess Disney forgot to pay the same critics who love The Odyssey. How else will they “shove their woke agenda down your throat.) But Moans really has nothing to do with Nolan and his casting process deciding that Lupita was the most talented actress he could get for the role of Helen and fulfill his artistic vision. I will wait to see her performance before deciding if it was a good call or not. Instead of having a kinipshin over nonsense. MY advice… if you want to only watch movies where the actresses are of a specific race, you stick to pornhub. They have categories and you can choose what ever race makes you happy. Because I dont want to have to read anymore of you intellectual ************. Have a nice life 👍

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  doom stan #6 (@912216x) reported 14 minutes ago

  @ScreenBrief pump Disney Plus with content that was the point/problem 💀

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  Edonic (@Edonic18) reported 19 minutes ago

  @DiamondDust776 @voicearchivist If box office results measured quality, Disney would be decent. Meanwhile, we have skilled producers who understand what their audience (fans) really want; they understand the original product. It's not just about profit, but about the passion for what they do.

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  Shredder - Mass Effect (@Shredder1400) reported 19 minutes ago

  @iamrobtv I thought The Jungle Book was about as close as you can get to being better than the original, but the OG movie was plagued with problems as Disney passed before its production was finished. I actually prefer the live action remake honestly...

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  Vixyy Fox (@thcragg) reported 19 minutes ago

  'Image of an Object' a Sci-fi story by Vixyy Fox I must admit that I was intrigued when Professor Whatzit invited me to come take a tour of the new BAMGOTCHA radio telescope facility. He even promised I would be quite surprised by all the data they had recently obtained through a rather unorthodox method heretofore never tried. When I pressed him I could actually hear his smile over the phone. “If I were to tell you over the open airwaves or even a telephone line I am quite sure we would be mobbed by the press… and that’s something that cannot happen at any cost Jefferies.” “I see,” I replied with a glance at the calendar to make sure it was not April Fool’s Day. Being a scientist I have actually gone long stretches of time with no concept of day or night so this thought was not that far off from reality. “It’s a long trip,” I complained. “Come, come, old friend. I need your help. You are the one person in the entire world I would trust with this and I value your esteemed opinion. If not for me… do it for Ra.” The mention of this name caused me to actually inhale sharply. I had not thought of Ra for so many many years. Steven Whatzit and I had been childhood friends… well… perhaps even more than childhood friends. Both of our parental sets were also scientists and it was rumored… wait… let me spell that out so you will understand the import… R-U-M-O-R-E-D… that somehow they had procured frozen ***** from another long dead famous scientist with the initials of A.E. Secretly they set themselves up with two very smart children. Steven and I therefore actually look a bit alike; though for all I know we bear a truer resemblance to the janitor who took care of their facility more so than A.E. I remember asking my mother if the man moping the floor had rolled up socks in his underpants when I was little. That caused more than a few raised eyebrows and red cheeks. Ra was our ‘imaginary’ friend. Unlike us she was a Rabbit. As we grew into puberty so did she and we watched in awe as she taught us much and many things about her anatomy. In the end there was nothing we wouldn’t do for her and she for us. Things got a bit out of hand finally. Steve and I were forcefully separated and our parental units fought, each blaming the other for things we did not comprehend. I understand Steve ended up spending a bit of time in a padded room, but this never bothered me because it was the same in my own life. Ra, was forced out of our lives by drugs, therapy, and then more drugs. I never saw her again. Neither did I forget her. Finally, breaking free of my medical requirements, I found myself placed in a very expensive private school for ‘special’ people. Though I was never informed of my actual progress, I was actually head and shoulders above most average scientist at the ripe old age of fourteen. My one escape from this was sitting in my room at night watching the sky. I was offered telescopes and such but never used them. I knew where she was and it was enough to simply observe that part of the sky hoping above all hopes she was doing the same thing. My specialty of Quaziparametrical Zyphonic Quadramics (QZQ) never surprised anyone. It was understood during my time at school that I would be steered in this direction because I showed an uncanny ability at understanding it. Years later I found out that good old Steve had gone in an opposite yet similar direction and so we began to talk again. It was awkward and only ever over the phone. We were both equally paranoid but my paranoia was physically based because I’d tested my watchers. I laced my lab notes with all sorts of booby-traps bad enough to cause real issues, one of which was an explosion that completely leveled another lab far away in another country. I knew what it was when no one else did simply by the telltale resonance picked up by my own instrumentation I had pointed skyward… deliberately at a particular quadrant of the sky. Steven was the one who broached the subject, and we laughed about it. It felt good to have a confidant again; someone I could share things with without even having to voice the words. His instrumentation was also pointed skywards. “For Ra?” I asked him. Suddenly my chest hurt and I was having trouble drawing a breath. “Breath Michael,” he whispered over the phone. “You can do this… breath. When you recover and even if you don’t, get your *** over here; it’s not a request.” “How will I get the time off? I am so close to…” “Tell them you quit and walk out. Do it quick and use only public transportation.” We’d talked about this before through mathematical equations of sign and counter sign. We had our very own language should we really wish to push the issue. People like us were not allowed to exist without a tether of some sort and almost equally smart people watching our every move. I was so close to an actual breakthrough in QZQ that I was also almost physically tied to my research lab. “Disappear, disappear; back back over the falls,” we both voiced softly in wizened tones. It was a phrase yelled out by the trolls on the Norway ride at Disney World when out families still associated with each other. It was one of our favorites because Ra would scamper along keeping pace with our boat, showing her face with the stuffed animatronics and no one the wiser… except for us. It’s all gone now as they changed it over to some lame movie theme and even though I don’t go there anymore it still upsets me. Things should stand still… they should not change… there should be nothing but happiness… (*sighs) I digress. Certainly if I do move on you won’t know what I know so read it at your own risk thank you very much. These people are your governments so you’ll get what you deserve, eh? But then again don’t we all? I didn’t quit but I did walk out for an extended lunch. Moving quickly I waited for my government tail to order himself a hotdog from the corner vendor as he always does. Then I opened an old coal scuttle and slid my way to the basement of the building. How did I know enough to do it you will ask? I will reply QZQ. The process has remarkable abilities. I also encroached upon satellite imagery and blueprints. I had this plan formulated months in advance. Once down the scuttle I shed my scientist smock and made myself look as disreputable as possible so I would pass as a homeless person. Using public transportation, I made my way across country sleeping in the bus stations and eating only vending machine foods. This caused me to be sick and even fewer people came sniffing around. Steven actually laughed when he picked me up. “You look totally like I expected you to look dear brother,” he told me. “I’m not sure I can stand the stench of you.” “You told me this was for Ra,” I retorted, “This damned well better be what I think it is or I just threw away a career for nothing.” “Don’t be silly. They were going to kill you in any case once you had everything all figured out. That’s the way it works. Show an idiot the ‘on’ switch and suddenly they don’t need anything else.” “Like, ‘How do you shut it off?!’,” we said together. “Why do you think I stayed away from QZQ?” he asked as I got into his Tesla. “In my line of work, as far as the government is concerned, all I do is sit and listen to strange radio signals from space. ‘Call me if you hear anything,’ I’m told; and then they go away.” “So you found her?” I asked. “In a manner of speaking, I suppose you could say that.” His smile was alluring and I saw myself in his expression, though he looked far more relaxed. Obviously there was no one looking for him. “You do know the government is like some far reaching zombie,” he furthered. “Zombie?” “Certainly… they eat your brains. When you’ve given all you’ve got and they’re finally done with you there’s nothing left but a dead empty body.” “You’re scaring me.” “It’s the truth.” When we arrived at the BAMGOTCHA radio telescope facility I was forced to shower, change into a fresh scientist smock, and then eat. I ate the food but what I was only really hungry for was what he alluded to. Prick that he is, he always had that small touch of sadist in him and made me wait. This made things all the more dicey. After this, and a good few glasses of wine, we proceeded to the meat of the issue. Walking into the main area he stopped before a blob looking thing which he was very proud of. “This was the very first success we had,” he told me. “We called him Alan.” “After me?” “It was my idea since he had your complexion,” he joked. “We’d been receiving signals that were more organized than usual. The computers couldn’t figure them out but pretty much they’ve always been useless. Out of the blue one of our young student volunteers says, ‘Why don’t you plug it into one of those 3D printers just to see what it spits out.’ We immediately pooed the idea as sophomoric until he left and then did exactly as he suggested. Alan was the result. “It doesn’t look a bit like me,” I told him. “It is the image of an object passed to us via electronic signal from somewhere far beyond what we understand as earth like,” he told me. “Who knows what conditions this poor bugger lives under. He was at least smart enough to create some pretty complex radio waves.” We began to walk and he pointed out several more shapeless to semi-shapeless images all made of some sort of plastic. My brain slipped back into its QZQ methods of thinking and by the time we were at the final image I had a solution for him, but only if it concerned Ra. “You said you found her?” “I never said that.” “You insinuated it. ‘Do it for Ra’, you told me.” “Do you have the answer?” “Yes.” “It’s not going to blow us up like that Chinese lab?” “No.” “How long will it take?” “Give me total access to the controlling computer and about fifteen minutes, then access Ra’s quadrant and look for a signal.” Steven gave me exactly what I’d asked for. The lab was empty of anyone else as he’d given his staff the night off as soon as he’d called me; and he’d called me as soon as he was sure it was her signal. When I was sure everything was what it was supposed to be I spun about on my stool and looked at him. “You do know this is going to change the world as we know it?” “I never liked it much in any case.” Not being able to think of a valid argument, as I was in total agreement, I adjusted his printer to maximum output and pushed the red button. The processing time seemed to take forever. As we waited, Steve came to stand behind me. Placing his hands upon my shoulders he unconsciously rubbed them as we waited, watching the small furred object forming itself under the whir of the flesh generating mandibles of the printer. When the process was done Ra lay upon the printer’s metal tray in all of her furred glory, limp, wet, unbreathing… and yet it was her. After a moment Steven and I moved from where we were and walked to her. For me it was like watching her die all over again; though in fact I had never seen her die the first time. Her screams had haunted my dreams causing me extra time in the asylum; but I forgave her for that long ago. Steven stopped me from touching her. “We don’t know,” he began, but I ****** my hand from his grip. “I don’t care.” Reaching out I made to stroke her fur but a spark bridged the gap between us making an audible crack. It rocked me back like an open handed slap. With a shuddering gasp she breathed. A second later she sat for a moment before bending over to retch. If we hadn’t caught her she would have fallen to the floor. By the time the authorities figured out where I’d gone the three of us had disappeared a final time. As for what we’d left behind… one of them decided to see what would happen if he pressed the red button. I am pleased to say the BAMGOTCHA radio telescope facility lived up to its name. QZQ

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  Mayor of thick boy city (@issaEbony1) reported 20 minutes ago

  Again with this luke warm argument the co creator of the show admitted that Disney did not do any promotional work for this show. I still watched it now what? That why I pissed when they snatched it off Disney plus within a month.

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  Inkfy (@inkfycreates) reported 23 minutes ago

  @BlackLion3173 Big hitters are Sanrio, Pokemon, Toei-related media (varies), and Disney. You will rarely see these in artist's alley's unless it's parody work/freelancers (no, fanart in the US is not automatically protected under fair use as parody).

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  Kyokka °❀.ೃ࿔* | simming (@kikimorkino) reported 34 minutes ago

  @LORElitaPixie I have no idea how good or bad their sales would be in the US, here people would look for similar stuff on Ali Express or even try sewing themselves... Most people don't want Disney costumes as their daily wear, that's the problem.

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  hahahaha (@crymoreplease_) reported 35 minutes ago

  @arxhiiie @DisneyPlus I bet you didn’t have a problem with little mermaid.

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  Lana305 (@Lana305Fury) reported 36 minutes ago

  I kind of wish they would go more in the direction of Saving Mr Banks by making films that are basically documentaries but with a higher plot. Imagine a "Saving Oswald" which retells the story of Disney going through the trouble to get Oswald back from Universal for Epic Mickey.

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  (G)Linda (@linda2411015182) reported 37 minutes ago

  @elphieroseee @aficionad0__ Sabrina will never work with disney and disney knows that. They're not stupid. They know Sabrina is not family friendly anymore

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  Andy Signore (@andysignore) reported 37 minutes ago

  I've also sadly heard this from MULTIPLE other reputable sources... I still hold out hope for it working... But Avengers Doomsday always felt like an insanely expensive band-aid covering up a much bigger issue that Disney & Marvel keep ignoring.