I’ve stopped getting angry and upset over pointless movie remakes by encouraging young film makers to stop making movies in the first place, that way in 20 years there’s nothing from now to regurgitate and slap a wig on and call a ‘reboot’. This also means I’m cancelling my trilogy of epic (EPIC, for eff ess) movies based on when you leave the house and hours later someone points out you have clear adhesive strip up one trouser leg that states the size of the garment. I’m not making it now, which means it won’t be remade in 2030 with all of my trousers replaced with walkie talkies, or CGI chapsticks or whatever the hell anything will be then x