Rant-Man and the Wasp

...Or How Marvel Fans Were Screwed Over by the FIFA World Cup 2018

People all love the FIFA World Cup and nobody would have time to watch a 2 hour film with the rigorous football watching everyone will be doing. When your entire week is filled with 8 hours worth of people kicking balls, there is no way anyone can possibly fit in a fun romp about a tiny/huge bloke and his (more competent) flying, shrinking girlfriend.


Balls are being kicked alright... and those are the figurative balls of every MCU fan in the United Kingdom.

The entire Empire Ink team is in love with the MCU. Even the weaker films bring us joy. Alex, Laura, and myself attend the opening night, midnight screening, for every Marvel release. Imagine our horror when we (as people that have zero love for football) discover that the rest of the world were getting the first MCU release (post Avengers: Infinity War) a full 5 weeks earlier... and the reason was football.

Apparently the powers that be thought that the box office would suffer if the film came out during the World Cup. Whilst I'm sure there is a cross section of the population that are both big fans of football and big fans of comicbook movies,  I doubt that it would be a big enough blip on the global box office to warrant shafting those of us that love these films. They released it in Brazil on the same weekend as the United States and murder is not out of the question when it comes to football and Brazil.  They are clearly more passionate than those of us in the UK (World Cup 1994).

So what's a geek to do? Well our solution was to look at the release schedule in the Republic of Ireland and fly there to watch the film. It was looking good! Vue Dublin had Ant-Man and the Wasp listed for release on the 28th of June. Alex and Laura were already going to be in Ireland for a wedding and I was going to fly over for the afternoon to watch the film. Crisis averted... but no, it turns out that Vue Dublin was working with outdated information. Our cunning plan had been foiled. The jocks (sports guys, not Scots) beat the nerds again.

So what do we do now? Do we completely avoid the internet as to not have the film spoiled, or do we fly to Australia to see it in a timely fashion? Both are ridiculous options! So we silently prey to Thor (the one true god) that we can make it to the 3rd of August without the surprises of the film being spoiled for us.

Here's a spoiler for you, Scotland isn't gonna win the World Cup (and England probably won't either)!

Have a look at how great this looks! Why would anyone wanna watch a bunch blokes kick a bag of air around when you can watch the glory that is a bloke growing to 65 feet?