Hello Friends and Lovers,
It’s a lesser week for streaming and paid VOD as everyone and Vince’s mom gets ready for next week’s holiday. I’m not a huge fan of the 4th of July, mostly because my dog is hazed by fireworks. He gets that 10,000-yard stare and attempts to burrow in our bathtub. It’s not a good situation, and it’s made me less patriotic as a result.
Where the mooobies are concerned, if you want to go full-on ‘Murica you should mebbe take a look at Glory, or perhaps even The Wolf of Wall Street. Born on the 4th of July, Far & Away, and Forest Gump also come to mind, and if you want long-form television just get down with Band of Brothers or Something Something w/ Ken Burns. That should be a couple of weeks worth of content to sooth you; in your downtime build a soundproof enclosure for your dog.
Onward toward los streaming, we’ll start with the Netflix action:
Top Netflix Streamer of the Week
WWE: Ultimate Warrior: The Ultimate Collection
Take it away, synopsis guys:
Explore the Ultimate Warrior’s rise, from his first bout with the Blade Runners to solo stardom, with highlights and words from the man himself.
Growing up, I loved The Ultimate Warrior. He was the perfect counterpoint to Hulk Hogan’s over-the-top “good guy” persona, an anonymous warrior with muscles bound by tassels. Exquisite. Throw in his completely random death after his “return” to the WWE and his HOF induction and you could make the case that the Ultimate Warrior stood for something sorely lacking in American culture: cocaine mixed with steroids. Now that’s a party. I will watch this, appreciate, and remember the man that was the Warrior. The Ultimate Warrior.
Streamability: Make it so, numba one, make it so.
Netflix Curio of the Week
XXX: State of the Union
In this action-packed follow-up to XXX, U.S. intelligence officer Augustus Gibbons must thwart a massive conspiracy to overthrow the government. Finding no one else he can trust, Gibbons frees a former Army colleague from prison to aid his mission.
The XxX series is underrated, mostly due to everyone wanting to hate on Vin Diesel as an action star (because he’s 4’5″). I proudly stand up and say, “No more!” to that hot take, for if they want to put VD on an orange crate and film his scenes I’ve got no problem with it. The man can emote. He’s like the muscle car version of Jimmy Bond, and you know he wouldn’t be caught dead coming out of the surf whilst shimmering in the sun. He’d have his lady friend do that, but for a film called XxXxX there’s very little full-frontal nudity from my main man VinDies. Maybe it’s in the deleted scenes.