I don’t think any of us ever saw it coming, but it seems that video game adaptations are kind of good now. Not perfect, but certainly polished enough where you won’t necessarily be embarrassed to say you watched it, or get a strange look when you try to explain what it’s about.
Illumination’s Mario film was pretty and drew in the big bucks, Sonic’s movies are actually quite fun despite that initial hurdle called Ugly Sonic, and most recently everyone’s been raving about the Fallout series – even I, a non-Fallout fan, enjoyed it. Gone are the days of the original 1993 Super Mario Bros. movie, no more do we see quite odd castings like with Jean-Claude Van Damme as all-American Guile in the live-action Street Fighter film.
And yet, last week Paramount decided to remind us how bad things can get when it released Knuckles onto the world. Our own Dom described it as a fever dream, for better and for worse, and I think that’s definitely an accurate description. More than that though, it feels like an accidental callback to ’90s and naughties video game movies that really are quite awful in ways that are a bit difficult to comprehend.
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