There is a trailer out for The Book of Boba Fett, and I’m pretty sure I’ll want to watch it when it starts streaming on December 29. It doesn’t look like a prequel to his appearance in the films, but a sequel. I’m not one of those people who obsesses about the story potential of Boba Fett, but I did enjoy The Mandalorian, which gives me confidence that I’ll like this.
I watched the first episode of Game of Thrones. It was done well enough, and it might have drawn me in if I wasn’t already turned off by the books. Maybe.
I also watched the first episode of Chernobyl. It wasn’t really doing much for me. However, maybe I should continue watching, to get to the parts with Jared Harris and Stellan Skarsgård.
I have watched two episodes of Westworld. The first episode hooked me, but the second episode already made me suspicious that the writing was going to be formulaic.
I have conspicuously not been watching anything from the Star Trek franchise. Star Trek: Discovery is airing a fourth season right now? I’m not sure how that snuck up on me, considering I follow all that on FB. And once learning of it, I found I didn’t care? Neither does my brother. I guess season three was that bad. I wasn’t planning to watch Star Trek: Lower Decks because I’m usually not into animated versions of stuff, but I’ve been following Tawny Newsome, and she makes it sound worth checking out. I am similarly curious about Star Trek: Prodigy, although maybe I should wait until I’m finished listening to the audiobook of The Fireman, which is read by Kate Mulgrew. And will I want to watch Star Trek: Strange New Worlds and the second season of Star Trek: Picard when they come out? Probably. I guess.
There just seems to be a dearth of good television available.
I have been accumulating a list of films I want to watch, would have watched in theaters if there wasn’t a pandemic on. It’s a good thing I have a good home theater.