Allow me to explain why David Michold‘s Christy died last weekend. Here it is…ready?
Nobody wants to see Sydney Sweeney all blue-collared and plumped up with dark curly hair…forget it. It’s that simple.
Blonde, slender, big bouncy boobs….give the popcorn munchers what they want, and they might buy a few tickets.
Christy died from the same box-office disease that killed The Smashing Machine.
I was totally won over by Sweeney’s formidable, rock-steady performance in Ron Howard‘s Eden, but I’ve never even considered the idea of seeing Christy. Even now.
