First a dope Godzilla poster today, and now this? Aww yiggity yeah, fuck faces! It’s less than a month until Lizard-King featuring Scarlet Witch, Walter White and more drops on these shores. There may be no better way to continue to perpetuate the MUCH EXCITE than to bask in another trailer for the flick. This one! In Japanese!

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Got some of that Writing Writer, Meta-Woah-Woah swagger up in the plot for the Goosebumps movie. As a kid who grew up reading them monthly diamonds, and debating the fucking terrors of Monster Blood, I was probably already going to see this movie. Now I’m totally going to see this movie while chemically altered, weeping at the beauty and meta-fictional nature of it all. 

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Okay. So I’m buying into this fucking movie. I tried to fight the urge, citing derivativeness, other dumb reasons, whatever. But my willpower has eroded. I want beautiful women, noir, and broken dudes making bad decisions.

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Roberto Orci and Alex Kurtzman have been dominating the block for a hot while now. Or, depending on your enjoyment of their movies, at the very least been making movies together. But now the dynamic duo is splitting up, with one of them aiming for the Star Trek 3 director’s chair.

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Maybe Tarantino ain’t killing The Hateful Eight. Just modifying it. I’m glad, Quentin! I’m glad! It seems you’re doubling back on that moment where you proclaimed “Fuck The Hateful Eight! It leaked! Now I leak!” You proceeded to shit into the middle of the script, smash it together, fecal matter flinging wide and high in the room you were in. And I’m glad you’re doubling back. You can’t erase the fecal blast, but you can at least bring this movie to the world.

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Hankering for more Guardians of the Galaxy images? In the higherest (new word) of resolutions? Plus how the flick is (honestly, obviously) going to connect to Avengers 3? And more details? For your gluttonous geek guts? Then you’ve found the right fucking place.

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It’s once again that glorious time of year when every week brings a new tent-pole movie that can make a studio’s year as easily as it can break a fan’s heart, that special stretch when restless teenagers want to get out of the house and run-down adults want to get away from their boring lives, so they collectively, one and all, dash through the sun and heat into the dark and cool local cinema. That’s right, friends: It’s the summer blockbuster season (one that seems to start earlier each year, kicked off this time by the new Marvel installment, Captain America: The Winter Soldier). Like the rest of you, I will certainly be there, as I am looking forward to the big-budget entertainment the season typically offers in abundance. I plan to see most if not all of the most anticipated ones, so I can come back here to Omega-Level and discuss their merits and flaws with you fine folks. And I have no doubt that you will do the same too. We will all be there at the movies this summer, except for probably one small difference: I’ll be there when few others are with me at the matinee showings—and this option is something I’d like to trumpet in this week’s OV.

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Yeah so these two posts came up today. But I didn’t get to them! And lord fucking knows they ain’t getting their own individual posts. They’re getting post-based bunk beds! They can talk to one another. Awkwardly masturbate for the first time while splitting a room. Tell each other their hopes and dreams as they slip off into slumber. I don’t even know what the fuck I’m saying. Anyways.

The X-Men and Spider-Man companies announced a shit load of spin-off movies.

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Fuck-to-the-Yes! It’s been a week since Bucky and His Robo-Arm fisted my geek prostate! Which can mean only one thing for this pop culture whore. I’m staring at the Guardians of the Galaxy release date with fervor. On to the next one, on to the next one. Here to tide you and me over are a couple of new stills from the latest Entertainment Commercial Propaganda Rag.

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