Spaceballs 2 in the works with Josh Gad starring, Mel Brooks producing
Spaceballs 2 in the works with Josh Gad starring, Mel Brooks producing
With lowered expectations, definitely.
Mel Brooks has a good handle on what is funny.
With Mel Brooks himself producing, there is any chance whatsoever. He’s almost old enough to run for senate so I don’t know how active he’s going to be, and, well…he’s got a 20th century sense of humor.
I mean yeah yeah Blazing Saddles has a lot of racism in it because the thesis statement is “This is what racism looks like. It’s pretty dumb, huh?” But go watch History of the World Part 1 again. It’s funny but you’ll involuntarily say “holy shit” a few times.
Spaceballs specifically…it was largely a parody of the first two Star Wars movies. It came out after Return of the Jedi but I’m struggling to think of anything referenced from that movie. And Star Wars was a PHENOMENON in the 80’s, it had the culture’s attention. Star Wars is of waning popularity right now because Disney ran the wheels off of it. Do you attempt to pick up where Spaceballs left off, or do you attempt to parody modern Star Wars?
And, is Hollywood at large capable of making a comedy movie anymore? They haven’t done it in 25 years since the release of Galaxy Quest. Can modern actors deliver an actual goddamn joke that isn’t just a pop culture reference?
30% maybe?
I’ve seen a few good sequel/remakes of classic, but the success rate is pretty low.
I think a parody concert like this is going to be extra tough.
I’m going to sound like a Mel Brooks commentary track for a second:
John Candy as Barg - Such a lovely man, shame he’s dead.
John Hurt from Alien - Wonderful actor, he’s dead.
Joan Rivers as Dot Matrix - Shame she’s dead.
Dom DeLuise as the voice of Pizza the Hutt - I loved that man, he’s dead.
Dick Van Patten as King Roland - He’s dead.
Ronny Graham as the minister - And he’s dead.
And if we are lucky we’ll all each reach a point in our lives where most everyone we ever knew is dead and we’re there just… hanging on.
Sometimes I think about the perspective of my 80 year old neighbors. Every day could be their last. I suppose the world would be a better place if everyone of all ages realized how fragile and fleeting this life is.
My grandma is 101 now and it’s crazy the life she must be living. All her friends are dead. Her husband died 45yrs ago. Her siblings are all dead. She’s essentially outlived any peer she’s ever had, which is depressing to think about
What I’m trying to say is, depends on what you consider lucky
Mel Brooks himself:
Some fucking how, not dead.
I will accept him in one of two roles: the Schwartz Ghost of Dark Helmet or Crayola Wren, the plucky and colorful yet angsty child of Lone Star and Princess Vespa who idolizes Dark Helmet.
Crayola Wren draws pictures of Dark Helmet in whatever the current equivalent to a Lisa Frank notebook is.
And if that’s not bad enough, there’s the Zack Snyder knock-off that Netflix keeps waving in my face like a cat’s arse.
I watched the first one, Netflix. You don’t get to fool me twice.
What if it ends up being the star wars people want, like in inverse parody?
I doubt it will even be good, but one can hope.