3 10-cent commemorative coins would have gotten 3 fanboys who know Star Wars front to back to write a lore-loyal exciting adventure involving potentially new force powers, cool new characters, and a coherent plot.
And yet, we got the drool dribbling out of the mouths of Disney executives at the thought of all the money they made.
You could shit in a bag, label it “Rancor poop” and make a million dollars with zero effort. Guess what happens when you actually put in effort to make things Good?
If I had a nickel for every time Palps got his lightning reversed…
I could afford to hire better writers than what we got.
3 10-cent commemorative coins would have gotten 3 fanboys who know Star Wars front to back to write a lore-loyal exciting adventure involving potentially new force powers, cool new characters, and a coherent plot.
And yet, we got the drool dribbling out of the mouths of Disney executives at the thought of all the money they made.
Star Wars is god-tier IP.
You could shit in a bag, label it “Rancor poop” and make a million dollars with zero effort. Guess what happens when you actually put in effort to make things Good?