Marvel had a comic in the 90s called ‘Damage Control’ (created by the late, great Dwayne McDuffie—I hope I spelled that right), which focused on a team tasked to clean up after such battles.
When I was 11, my parents brought my little brother home from the hospital. I was holding him, all proud and happy to be a big brother. Then he spit up on me and I almost threw him across the room. (Not intentionally.)
Exactly so. Major directors that create more original works are being frozen out. Francis Ford Coppola had to self-finance his new movie by selling off most of his winery operation, and no one will distribute the film in the US.
I recently read that David Lynch and John Waters can’t get funding for their newest films, either. While it’s true that Lynch’s films don’t exactly tear up the box office, he used to be a ‘prestige’ director. And John Water’s movies (even his ‘Hollywood’ ones like Serial Mom) nearly always turn a small profit.
Excellent catches, and a few more than I had! Sportsmaster turned up in the Justice League cartoon from 2000 (or so—I’m too lazy to look up the dates).
I hope not—while this is bad for Brent, it would suck for Heart’s first real crush to be, well, crushed.