I arrive HBO Max at the door of my house, almost giving away. Of course, she arrived armed to the teeth with the series The Wire, Watchmen, Six Feet Under y Raised by Wolves.
While Big Little Lies y Girls they become dangerous daggers and generate turbulence; Curb Your Enthusiasm y Harley Quinn they transform into sharp swords that represent virality and power. All of these jolt the viewer.
The weak point of this platform is that its Latin American version lacks The Office (UK) y Southpark, as well as simultaneous releases of Warner Bros.
But Disney + sees me from afar, with a doubtful, sad, melancholic face. He thinks that soon I will say “goodbye”, although my fanatic soul of Star Wars He reproaches me for not having taken the opportunity to see Clone Wars, Rebels y The Bad Batch.
In addition, with combat techniques of karate, judo and kung-fu, comes the promise of a documentary in three parts of The Beatles, at the same time as the end of Loki yells at me: “Don’t abandon us, coward”.
“The promise of a documentary, in three parts, of The Beatles”.
Meanwhile, Netflix, with everything and its dozens of disappointing productions, shows the blessing of the four “s”: Smile calmly, confident and serene. Know my darling. Understand that it will not be easy to leave her. You know that I need to finish Better Call Saul y Dark. I’m late with those! Without disheveled reminds me that Sweet Tooth y Katla are jewels to discover, and that the new season of Stranger Things.
I am also concerned about my list of more than 30 films (between Spanish, French and Chilean), which have been adorning my initial screen of earrings for more than a year.
Netflix seems foolproof and keeps its guns in a locked trunk. Of course, that key keeps it in hand for when it is necessary to go to battle.
And this month premieres Masters of the Universe: Revelation! The remake of He-Man. I almost forget it. Sin.
For now, I better not answer the emails of a friend who invites me (insists) to enter Amazon Prime. Another platform! Another warrior! More movies and series to the pending folder! This enemy is seen from afar, up on the mountain. It is unknown if he will one day come down from those hills to fight for my attention (wallet), but when he does, there will be blood.
This is how I see the streaming wars: A gigantic range of options that flirts with our movie and television tastes. I am not complaining, because it is a joy to have at least the possibility of opening these accounts. But at what cost? And I’m not exactly talking about money.
It seems like I need about three more lives to see everything I keep on my to-do lists. No, sorry, it sounded very exaggerated. One more would be enough.