I love me some sequels. I love them when they’re done well, I love them when they’re cheesy. Heck, I even love them when they’re downright sacrilegious. There’s just something about the idea of “getting the band back together” that makes me smile. Sometimes it’s because I know the entire cast hates each other, but they all need a hit. Sometimes it’s because I know they all got paid a truckload of money.
(Money sequels make for great drinking games. For example, in the upcoming Scary Movie 4, drink every time Anna Faris looks like she wants to kill her agent for convincing her to sign up for a THIRD sequel to this crappy movie franchise. That girl was in Brokeback Mountain. She deserves better.)
And sometimes, it’s because the cast and crew had such a good time making the original movie that they wanted to do it all again. These are my favorite sequels to watch because the joy is written all over everyone’s faces. Let’s face it, most stars look bored on-screen. They get that look in their eyes whenever it’s not their coverage, that look that says “Wait, do I get paid tomorrow? I’m gonna be me some DVD’s. Or a hooker“. But when actors look like they’re having fun, it makes you have fun. Ocean’s Twelve may have sucked great big donkey balls, but you have to admit, it was kind of cool seeing everyone try to hide their smiles. And avoid Catherine Zeta-Jones (Could there have been any more love loss between Clooney and CZJ? That Intolerable Cruelty set must have been some picnic).
So with my big fat love for all things sequel, color me thrilled to find that most every studio is now licensing out their successful brands to make cheap Direct-To-DVD sequels. Yeah, it’s a little bit like whoring out your own children. And yeah, it kind off takes a great piece of entertainment and cheapens it’s legacy, but look on the bright side, at least it keeps the Eddie Furlong’s and C. Thomas Howell’s of the world off the streets. What would you rather have, a boring, run of the mill life where we never get to see the further adventures of Beethoven the Dog or Air Bud, or would you like to have a life filled with three American Pie sequels and nine Police Academy movies? Yeah, that’s what I thought.
Now I’ll agree, not all cheap movie sequels are a good idea. The Sandlot 2 was like a celluloid vise, squeezing the joy of my childhood out of me. And watching The Cutting Edge 2 was like taking a razor to my man parts and then driving over a pothole, you just take your chances that your junk won’t end up too badly injured (Toepick!). But I actually enjoyed parts of the Crow sequels, I loved Bring It On Again, and I have a soft spot in my heart for Species 3, if only because I was an extra on that movie. Also, all the kick ass Sunny Mabrey nudity (NSFW) (By the way, she is crazy hot in person and dumb as rocks to boot. If she doesn’t become the next Heather Graham, then Hollywood and her agent have failed her.).
And it seems as if the rest of the world is finally catching up to my love for gratuitous, crappy sequels. I ran across this website the other day: DVDSequels.com. It’s pretty much required of me to love any website whose main piece of content is a large advertisement for Hollow Man 2. I mean if you can’t love Christian Slater calling sloppy seconds on a bad Kevin Bacon movie, then what can you love? While you’re taking a quick look at that site let me put a few quick sequel rumors to bed. Back to the Future 4 is NOT happening. Michael J. Fox has gone on record saying he won’t do it. Butterfly Effect 2 will not have Ashton in it. Matthew Broderick is stupidly refusing to return for Wargames 2 (How awesome is that going to be? Putting that movie out today is the biggest no-brainer since Spider-Man 2). And as much as I would love to see it, Patrick Swayze is not coming back for Roadhouse 2.
But all that is OK by me. I actually enjoy seeing different actors take the reins from the original (better) stars. How much fun was it to see Mila Kunis from That 70’s Show try to approximate Christian Bale in American Psycho 2? It was hilarious. And if you haven’t seen Jay Hernandez try to channel Al Pacino in Carlito’s Way 2, then gosh, I just feel sorry for you. That was like two hours of perfect unintentional comedy.
Seeing the list of upcoming DVD sequels got me thinking about the movies I’d really love to see sequelized. If they can make a sequel to Wrong Turn, unequivocally the worst horror movie in a decade (And yes, I’m counting Hostel), then why couldn’t they make a sequel to say… Hackers. Or Gone in 60 Seconds? Or even the Jennifer Lopez new classic spousal abuse drama, Enough? OK, forget the J. Lo sequel, that one’s never going to happen. But it still makes you think. If they can make a sequel to the frickin Sandlot, then Hollywood can (and will) do anything.
Here is a list of ten sequels I’d like to see. And if I was in charge, what they’d be about:
Top Gun 2: Maverick’s Gone Crazy
After ten years of calm, blissful, completely non-psychotic marriage, Maverick (Tom Cruise) inexplicably dumps Charlie (Because Kelly McGillis is a man!). He flirts with the idea of spending some quiet time with Ice Man, but ultimately shacks up with a young naval pilot that had showed a lot of promise in the academy. They start dating and things go wrong. What at first appeared to be Maverick just having an off day, turns into something much worse. He starts laying missiles into mountains, doing fly-bys over major airports, and engaging commuter planes likes they’re bogies. Basically, Maverick’s Gone Crazy.
Meanwhile, the new girlfriend (code name Joey) starts losing all her talent. She can’t fly, she can’t learn, and only in the presence of Maverick can she speak. In the end, Maverick hijacks an experimental B3 bomber, makes Joey his wingman, and they take on the entire Iraqi airforce, killing many evildoers, before ultimately getting shot down over enemy airspace. Nearing death and fearing capture, Maverick pushes a hidden button on his jumpsuit and a secret group of protectors helicopter in and save the crazy couple. They are airlifted to the group’s secret hiding place (located in Hollywood, off of Franklin and Vermont), and are last seen teaching Joey to be quiet during the upcoming birth of what will inevitably be a psychiatrist’s wet dream. Could there be a little Maverick on the way? Find out in Top Gun 3: Maverick’s New (Silent) Wingman!
Swingers 2: Mikey F’s Up Another Relationship
Mikey just can’t seem to get it right. He screwed up with that hottie from Starbucks and eventually even ruined his relationship with hottie Heather Graham. He just can’t get a break. Meanwhile, Trent is swinging from the rafters after pulling down the supreme beautiful baby, a big time Hollywood actress who recently divorced a heartthrob. In between bouts of Xbox Madden 2006 and trips to Sky Bar, the Swingers boys again try to navigate the trials and tribulations of the LA dating scene. Ultimately Mikey does find a new girl (played by the luminescent Rachel McAdams, in what can only be described as a charity role), and they begin a cute little relationship. He ruins it again, however, when he obsessively sends messages and comments to her MySpace page. She ends it, and we fade out as Mike tries picking up whores over the internet; a bittersweet, yet realistic take on love in Los Angeles.
Eight More Days A Week
Keri Russell is back as the object of every geek’s lust. In this less-charming sequel to the classic original, a new geek (played by Adam Brody) decides to spend a year camped out in front of her house in an attempt to win her love. But Keri has learned her lesson. Instead of tolerating him for the entire movie, she bangs him on the first night, gives him the clap and sends him home. With the geek out of the way, Keri can devote herself full time to the pursuit of her one true love (no, not Scott Speedman), renowned internet humorist The Jay. It’s the happiest ending ever put to film. Ever.
Clerks 2
Uh, wait… nevermind.
Mean Girls 2: Nice Equals Dumb
Cady (Lindsay Lohan) is now in college, and scheming for popularity once again. When her antics turned her into the most popular girl in school, she decided to switch completely to the dark side for College. Losing weight, doing coke, banging frat boys and appearing trashy in all the campus newspapers, it looks like Lindsay, I mean Cady, has finally gone over the edge. Only a visit from her old friend Regina Jacobs (Rachel McAdams, doing more charity work), can help her to snap back to reality, pull her off the drugs, get her to eat a cheeseburger, die her hair red again and stop crashing her car into everything. Only time will tell if Cady can become the cool, full-figured redhead that American first fell for. Only time will tell…
Hackers 2: Bloggers United
Crash Override (Johnny Lee Miller) has been taken down by the evil Pitt virus, leaving him stranded in a suburb with no DSL connection. Now it’s up to Acid Burn (Angelina Jolie) and her team of hackers (Who compete to have the most friends on MySpace, natch.) to unite the world of bloggers in a last ditch attempt to save Crash from a fate worse than death: Life without the possibility of internet porn.
Gone in 60 Seconds: The Fall of Sharon Stone
This hyper-intense sequel to the fast moving Nic Cage remake follows Sharon Stone as she accepts a bet to steal 50 movie roles from more-deserving actresses, all in one night. She steals 49 (including roles from Meryl Streep and Julia Roberts), but is thwarted in her attempt to capture the 50th role, the ever elusive sequel to Basic Instinct. At first she gets the role and thinks she’s fine, but soon she crashes headlong into the box office wall. She was not wearing a career seat belt. And she was never heard from again.
Dodgeball 2: Handball Revenge
The big red balls bounce like crazy as Vince Vaughn and the wacky underdogs from Joe’s Gym attempt to win the Las Vegas Handball Torunament. In Handball, there’s only two rules: Only one hand serves, with no tag ins! And no waterfalls! The Joe’s take on Ben Stiller and some fifth graders in a battle royal finale where winner takes all!
Mr. and Mrs. Smith 2: Death of Brangelina
The Smiths find themselves facing off again after their marriage is found to be a tabloid scam. With each one jockeying for prime Us Weekly cover position, only one Smith will come away standing, and with the crown of America’s favorite pretty celebrity who broke up a marriage.
Deep Blue Sea 2: Dolphins Attack!
In this gripping second chapter to the classic not at all like Jaws original, Samuel L. Jackson returns as a new billionaire businessman, this time trying to lead a group of divers out of a collapsing Sea World. In the end, with the group’s morale at a dangerous low, he makes an impassioned speech detailing the time he survived having to star in a series of really bad science fiction movies. At the height of his speech, with everyone’s hopes high, a dolphin jumps out of the water and eats him. It’s pretty funny.
And so they decide to carry on his legacy, his final wishes. And what were those final wishes?
He wants these Muthafuckin’ dolphins off this Muthafuckin’ Sea World!
Bangarang!
Hindsight is 20-20. Ok, now that we got that out of the way, let’s be a bit less politically correct. Some actors, writer and directors, they come out, they are lauded for whatever reason, then as time goes by we realize something quite substantial… they suck. Maybe an actor got lucky with a role, or a director’s movie touched audiences because it related to what was happening in the world at the time. For whatever reason, Oscar chose them, and history has to deal with them.
Yes, that’s right, if you follow up your Oscar with a string of crappy movies, and not even make an effort to make an effort in anything worthwhile, you should forfeit your rights to the Oscar, and the award should be re-voted on, to determine the new winner. Just like with Miss America, if they fail to live up to their title, it gets stripped and given to the runner-up. Wouldn’t this make the Oscars better? Wouldn’t this remove some of the atrocities in Oscar history? Wouldn’t this shake-up the power in Hollywood, and give past accolades and due back to where it belonged the entire time. No more will we have to stifle our laughter every time we see the graphic “Marisa Tomei, Oscar Winner”. No longer will Julianne Moore be considered the best actress never to have won an Oscar, because Kim Basinger forfeits her win for L.A. Confidential due to the craptastic line-up of Bless the Child, I Dream of Africa, Elvis Has Left the Building and Cellular.
Another cheap shot (the last one on this list), but there’s some truth to it. Callie Khouri wrote The Divine Secrets of the Ya Ya Sisterhood, the signature chick flick of the last twenty years, and easily the most derisive date movie since Sleepless in Seattle (Are men even aloud to see a Meg Ryan romcom if they haven’t been castrated? I’ll look into it.). Thelma & Louise was a terrific script and a great movie, but until she atones for her date movie sins, she owes the Academy her little golden boy.
If you are a writer or a director and you win an Oscar, you have only one responsibility: make another movie. It doesn’t matter if it takes you fives years to do, or if it turns out bad, you have got to produce something else, or take the risk that history will judge your win as a fluke. So… tell me again what this writing team has produced since their surprise win in 1997? Oh yeah, that’s right… NOTHING! Sure, it was cute to see them on stage together, whooping and hollering and bringing their mothers as dates, and forgetting to thank Kevin Smith, who was the sole reason the movie ever got made. But their Oscar could have gone to Paul Thomas Anderson for his landmark film Boogie Nights. And PTA has gone on to write two acclaimed films since then (Magnolia and Punch Drunk Love), which I remind you, is two more than Matt and Ben. Supposedly, later this year the wonder twins are set to write a new movie together about crusading lawyers, but until an usher takes my ticket and their latest script comes to life on the big screen, I’ll be campaigning for the forfeit of their Oscars.
Vin Diesel – The Pacifier. And people say Keanu is a wooden actor. The Vinster makes Keanu look positively Olivier-esque. It’s also worth noting that Vin Diesel has two speeds: walk and kill. Also: When Vin Diesel jumps into a body of water, he doesn’t get wet. The water gets Vin instead.
Batman Begins. Just Kidding! That movie ruled!
Aeon Flux. Casual fans just don’t understand the genius of the original cartoon show. I was a slave to it. I read the script before they went into production and was floored by how awesome it was. And to have that muddled, shrunken, confusing film be the thing that introduces the mainstream to that dazzling world is beyond disappointing. 

