2011 has drawn to a close, and instead of doing a typical year-end review of movies, I thought I would do one with a Flickchart twist. I will take pairs of movies that I have seen throughout the year, link them thematically together, and square them off against each other. So without any further ado, let the battles begin with a match-up between the two worst superhero movies of the year.
The first time I saw Late Night with Conan O’Brien was on a small black and white TV when I was a 7th grader in 1997. It was on a cast off TV my parents had stashed in a wreck room that I commandeered because I had trouble sleeping and it was something to do besides lay in the dark staring at my ceiling while alone with my thoughts. In my mind, watching a syndicated sitcom was a perfect counter to thoughts of what dying is like, what kind of adult I was going to be, or any other thoughts that could eventually send my negative leaning mind into a small bit of intense anxiety. No one ever got emotionally overwhelmed by watching Cheers.