We’re all accustomed to our favourite movies being sequelled or even prequelled (according to Word, these aren’t words, so I’m going with double ‘l’). Whilst the idea isn’t new (Hitchcock made The 36 Steps twice, for example),
nothing is sacred anymore.
You may or may not be aware that plans for a Blade Runner sequel have been bandied about recently. In fact, we’ve
known about them for a few years. Now it appears that original director, Ridley Scott, is close to signing a writer who will help him realise the movie.
We are fast running out of sci-fi classics that Hollywood hasn’t fucked with. I always held Blade Runner to be one of these films. What I’m saying here, Hollywood, is that you’d better take care of this movie—think of the fans for once! Lucas screwed sci-fi fans over in a big way (Jar Jar Binks, originals by putting in lame CGI in the original trilogy and other bullshit)... please don’t do that to us with Blade Runner 2.
At least Scott is handling it, right? Yes, so he may employ the same care, sensitivity and detail that we know him for. And at least Harrison Ford and that lady actor with the man’s name are still in it, right? No... no original actors in it. WTF? But Harrison Ford is still alive! I wanna see Deckard fathering baby androids. Not even a cameo? No. Waaaa...
Go on, make it. But it had better be good or I’ll refuse to buy it on Blue Ray after seeing it two times at the cinema (instead of my standard three).