All-caps is apparently now the style for movie titles, or else it always was and I’m just now finding out. I can live with either one. At any rate, witness the bright line that Hollywood fears to cross:
They’ll turn your favorite superheroes into gritty, pouch-wearing caricatures of themselves; they’ll make giant goofy kids’ life-sized puppets into serial killers; and they’ll even try to jam ‘relevance’ into product originally and purely designed to do nothing but sell toys. But they still won’t [expletive deleted] with Mr. Rogers. They just don’t dare.
Moe Lane
PS: Like the rest of Mr. Rogers, there’s no subtext, no hidden meaning here. WYSIWYG.
IF this sufficiently Doesn’t Suck™ it’s only a matter of time before we get a Bob Ross movie.
Now that will be an interesting movie to see. Seeing Bob Ross who got sick of being a training sergeant in the US Air Force to being an hippie dressing painter who did all of those shows for free (his primary income is the sell of painting supply from his own company). He was also forced to keep his hair in a perm because that was the image he had when he got started, and sponsor insisted that he keep the same hair style.
I’m hearing a lot of Forest Gump in the trailer. I also wonder if there’s enough material in FR’s biography to sustain even a 90 minute movie.
I was so very disappointed to learn that Fred Rodgers had never been a USMC sniper in Vietnam, and didn’t wear a sweater to cover his tattoos.
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That dichotomy of human nature was too perfect.
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He’s much less interesting and compelling as a one-dimensional archetype. (Shrug) I guess it’s good to know that there are genuinely nice people who like everybody they’ve ever met, but it’s not good story material without tweaks.
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The protagonist is the main character who changes over the course of the story. Any story featuring Mr. Rogers as he was, would have to have him in the role of antagonist, the character forcing the protagonists to change.
Otherwise what sort of plot have you got?
A crisis of faith.
Turning one’s back on darkness (but remaining fully aware of its existence, both in the world at large, and within oneself).
Sadder but wiser.
None of which apply to Mr. Rogers.
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I don’t often feel sorry for Hollywood screenwriters, but Holy Crap!
I think that’s why the trailer indicated the Principal Character will actually be the biographer sent to cover him: Brooding auteur struggling with the Meaning of Life™. And writers to love to write about themselves, so no sympathy for them from me.
The only problem I have with this movie is that Tom Cruise is far too fat to play the beanpole that was Fred Rogers.
I know what you *meant*, but the mental image of the movie concept that you’ve inadvertently spawned is horribly fascinating. 🙂