I love the lowkey implication in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (especially in the Gene Wilder movie) that Willy Wonka was minding his own business one day and he just saw this skinny looking kid staring up at his factory, licking his lips, and he was just like, “Shit, that kid needs some chocolate, but he’s clearly too poor to afford any and there’s no way I can run outside right now and reveal my existence to the world, right? Damn. Okay. I can send an Oompa Loompa. No, that’ll scare the kid. What candy does he even like anyway? What if I give him the wrong one? All right, we need to get this kid into the factory so that he can pick his favorite treat. But what happens when he leaves? Shit, shit, shit, okay, we’ll just give him the factory. Give him the whole factory. That’s the only way. But how? Come on, Wonka, be inconspicuous here. I’ve got it. A nationwide contest inviting multiple kids into the factory where I’ll reveal that the winner gets the factory. Crap, no, then there will be four other kids in the factory. Okay, no problem, we’ll just kill them all until he’s the only one left. Yeeeah, that’s a good plan. Okay, everyone, places. We’ve got literally one shot at this.”
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Grandpa Joe: [lays in bed for 20 years]
Charlie: [gets the Willy Wonka golden ticket]
Grandpa Joe:
I feel like 2016 is the historical equivalent of the tunnel boat ride scene in Willy Wonka
I feel like 2016 is the historical equivalent of the tunnel boat ride scene in Willy Wonka
In Pacific Rim 2 I want Hannibal storming into the lab or wherever Newt is at, all torn up and pissed off, and pointing at Newt and saying “Hey! You owe me a gold shoe you four-eyed bitch!”
