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"I saw a hobo cook a hot pocket on the 3rd rail of the G-train. THE G-TRAIN NERMAL!"
I am constantly baffled that the entire country music industry continues to do this. Apparently you can slap a coat of hard working, never forget 9/11, family, beer and simple values on ANYTHING and sell it as a country act to middle america. Those guys must have the best coke parties.
The great thing was James Gunn has already done the superheroes as people thing in a great movie with a hilariously unlikely cast called The Specials that was great and that no one saw. Netflix them shits.
Oh sure. Train them to use our advanced scooter technology and wear our highly sophisticated shirt devices, but don't cry later when they grow opposable thumbs and suddenly we're shining boots for the dog people all of our miserable lives until... Y'know. Kaboom. 2012.
I think next year they should dispense with the singing and the judges all together and invite Ronald McDonald, Mickey Mouse, and Rupert Murdoch to a "Whose Coca-Cola brand Coca-Cola tastes the most delicious" contest. Hosted by Ryan Seacrest of course.
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