HOLLYWOOD’S DARK SECRET IS OUT: This Christmas, the masses didn’t seek redemption or joy—they paid BILLIONS to witness a planet BURN. James Cameron’s “Avatar: Fire and Ash” SCORCHED the box office with a $24 million Christmas Day haul, proving audiences are now HUNGRY for eco-apocalypse porn while doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to save their own world. This isn’t entertainment; it’s a $500 million global guilt-trip where viewers cry for fictional trees and ignore the real ones collapsing outside their IMAX theaters.
Meanwhile, a generation raised on social media worship crowned its new hollow king. Timothee Chalamet’s “Marty Supreme,” a film about PING-PONG, muscled in with $9.5 million, fueled NOT by artistic merit but by a sinister marketing blitz that saw the star defacing the Vegas Sphere. This is the future of cinema: CONTENT over craft, VIRAL STUNTS over substance, where a celebrity flying a blimp matters more than the script.
The numbers reveal a SICKENING cultural divorce from reality. As Cameron’s bloated, $300 million sermon on environmentalism prints money, studios green-light MORE soul-less sequels and gimmicky trash. The fourth-place film? Another animated sequel. Fifth place? A karaoke cover band musical. This holiday, America didn’t go to the movies; it entered a collective coma, funding its own brain-rot with every ticket stub.
Audiences sobbed for the plights of blue aliens and cheered for a ping-pong prodigy, all while the true art house films died in the shadows. The system is rigged, your tastes are manufactured, and the Hollywood machine is LAUGHING all the way to the bank with your dopamine dollars. This Christmas, the biggest disaster wasn’t on screen—it was in the mirror, watching.
Author: Kayitsi.com
