In 1986 I committed Optimus Prime to the ground.
In 1991 I silently watched a T-800 lowered into molten steel.
In 2015 I witnessed Brian O’Conner drive off into the Sunset.
I’m not scared of silver screen death.
In 2019 bring it Avengers: Endgame. Anything worth doing demands a high price: negotiations are excuses.
May the Avengers pay their debts in full. #ThanosIsRight
Honestly? I rarely cry during movies…it’s all fake (nobody gets shot right?) but honestly that final scene in Terminator 2: Judgment Day with the T-800 being slowly lowered into a vat of molten steel: busts me up every time.
That thumbs up: that was when James Cameron was one of the greatest. That was the end for Arnold…for James for all of us. As Arnold says: It Has To End here.
I didn’t know that at the time but I do now. I know the signs. As Tony Stark aka Iron Man wisely says: “It’s not about how much we lost, it’s about how much we have left.”
Sigh: Endgame might be the end of the line for characters like Captain America and for fans like myself…they’re will be less “need” to see every Marvel movie moving forward. Sorry not Sorry Black Widow; you too Shang-Chi.
We had a good run: All Good Things…