Bonus Friday post, people, but I just couldn’t resist this one. This word so perfectly sums up the condition Hollywood’s been suffering for quite a while now.
Per UrbanDictionary, sequelitis is:
A disease capable only of infecting Hollywood movie producers. Symptoms include uncontrollable greed and a complete lack of creativity. Once the illness has taken hold, the producer will eventually unload a steaming pile of crap which he will then box up and label with the name of a successful movie plus the number “2” after it. The load of crap will be then be sold to the idiot audience, who gladly forks over money to take a peek at what’s in the box, based solely on the name on the label. In extreme cases, gratuitous sequelitis has been known to create many such boxes of turds, with sequential sequel numbers reaching into the double digits.
Ha! Talk about hitting the nail straight on the head. For some reason that definition brings to mind this image of this hilarious-albeit-repulsive foul-mouthed character in Tropic Thunder for obvious reasons. And perhaps also because the superstar with the megawatt smile himself is also afflicted with this dreadful disease. Case in point: the never-ending Mission Impossible franchise.
Anway, this disorder is particularly rampant in the horror/slasher genre (Saw, Final Destination, Scream etc.), which doesn’t stop at two or three, as well as superhero flicks. Last year I posted how the well of creativity has completely ran dry in Tinseltown, so obviously this dreadful illness isn’t slowing down anytime soon, if not actually getting worse.
Well, at least it inspires for some delightfully funny posts. I love i09.com’s suggestions on the cure for rampant sequelitis. I guess you could say the state of mind of Hollywood isn’t too different from those of teens with uncontrollable puberty urges.
What do you think folks? Do you think Hollywood will ever be free of this disease?