Geek Punditry #156: The 2025 Pundy Awards!

It’s the final Geek Punditry of 2025, and you know what that means. Everybody gets a slinky!

Here you go.

Well, that or…It’s time for the 2025 Pundy Awards, the ONLY awards show that is voted on by the exclusive governing body of Me, in which the best in pop culture for the year is given the accolades it deserves. But this year’s Pundies will be a little different. 2025 was a hectic year for me, for many reasons. One of those reasons is that I immersed myself in the Year of Superman project (which you no doubt have been following here on the blog with slavish devotion). As a result, I haven’t consumed as much new media this year as I usually do. Oh, there’s always a mountain of movies that I haven’t gotten around to yet, but I’ve fallen seriously behind in my TV viewing as well. I haven’t seen the new seasons of Stranger Things, Star Trek: Strange New Worlds, Abbott Elementary, or Bob’s Burgers, and as far as watching NEW shows – it just hasn’t happened. I’ve only even seen the first two episodes of Welcome to Derry.

The point is, I don’t have as big a pool of influence to draw from as I usually do. Even amongst the new stuff, you’ll probably notice a substantial slant towards stuff related to Superman or DC Comics in general. So this year’s Pundies aren’t really going to be all that structured. I’m going to talk a little bit more freeform about the stuff that I’ve enjoyed this year.

For example, I could tell you that my favorite new movie that I saw this year was Superman. You will not be surprised. I thought James Gunn’s reinvention of the DC Universe started off beautifully, that David Corenswet, Rachel Brosnahan, and Nicholas Hoult were flawless in their respective roles, and that the future of the DCU looks very bright indeed. But if you want me to wax poetic about that, you can go back and read the review I wrote in July

“When a cold wind blows it chills you, chills you to the bone…”

So besides Superman, what were my favorites out of the (relatively) few movies I watched this year? Let’s start with Guillermo Del Toro’s new version of Frankenstein for Netflix. I’ve loved almost everything I’ve ever seen from Del Toro, so I wasn’t surprised that I enjoyed this movie quite a bit. I was surprised at just how far it deviates from the original novel. Shifting Elizabeth’s role to the wife of Victor Frankenstein’s brother, rather than making her his own love interest, gives the story a different flavor entirely, one that I didn’t see coming and I’m not 100 percent sure if it’s an improvement. On the other hand, I loved the element of Christoph Waltz’s character funding Frankenstein’s experiments because he wants a “perfect” body for himself. Most surprisingly, though, was how he rewrote the ending of the story. In Mary Shelley’s novel, and in most adaptations, they play up the idea of Victor as a neglectful “father” for his creature, making the tragedies of the story indirectly his fault. The end of the film changes this narrative, being one of the few versions of the story in which we see him recognize his faults and show remorse for them. The only other version I can think of that does this, interestingly, is Mel Brooks’s Young Frankenstein.

The real sinners are the friends we made along the way.

Speaking of classic monsters, a lot of people have sung the praises of Ryan Coogler’s vampire movie Sinners this year. Some are even calling it a best picture candidate. I wouldn’t put it QUITE that high, but it IS an excellent movie. Michael B. Jordan plays a pair of twin brothers who return home to escape some of the sins of their past, but their attempt to become honest businessmen is broken immediately when the tavern they open is assaulted by…well…vampires. It’s not just another vampire movie, though. This film is deep, powerfully emotional, and at times even sadly beautiful. There’s a ton of killer music (excuse the pun), and Hailee Steinfeld’s performance adds to an already incredible performance by Jordan as two very different characters. It’s a horror movie, technically, but like we get from Del Toro, it’s a horror movie that appeals to people beyond the genre.

Evidence that comedy still exists.

Perhaps the most delightful surprise at the cinema this year, though, was Akiva Schaffer’s reboot of The Naked Gun with Liam Neeson and Pamela Anderson. The idea of “spoof” movies has taken a nasty hit in the past few years, with many of them being reduced to painful reference-fests bereft of actual humor like we get from the Friedberg/Seltzer team, so I honestly didn’t have high hopes for this one. To my shock, I got the funniest movie I’ve seen in years. The humor is spot-on, feeling like the classic Leslie Nielsen films brought back to life. What’s more, Neeson plays the son of Nielsen’s character, making this a legacy sequel rather than a remake, which I always prefer anyway. But the biggest surprise – and here’s a sentence I never thought I would be writing on January 1st – was Pamela Anderson. Pamela Anderson is a FANTASTIC comedic actress. She’s got perfect timing and flawless delivery, and she and Neeson have legitimate chemistry, which apparently is due to the fact that they actually fell in love on the set of this film. The Naked Gun is proof that the movie industry CAN still make good comedies. The hard part is getting people in the theater to WATCH them.

Moving on from movies, let’s talk television. As I said, I didn’t get to watch very much new TV this year, and once I catch up I may have totally different picks for my favorites. But of the new TV I DID watch in 2025, here are the three shows I enjoyed the most.

Do you really wanna — do you REALLY wanna taste it?

First of all – and I know that we’ve already talked about James Gunn – I loved the second season of Peacemaker. The John Cena-starring show is the one definite holdover from the previous DC Universe, and Gunn spends a bare minimum amount of effort in the first episode retooling it to fit the new DCU he’s created, then he plops it right into the time immediately post-Superman. John Cena’s Peacemaker is suffering from severe trauma following the events of the first season (which is still in-continuity in broad strokes) and finds a way to an alternate dimension where his father and brother are still alive and he’s celebrated as the hero he wants to be. It seems perfect…at first. Just like the first season, the show is funny and full of action, but this season really amplifies the drama. There’s a deep storyline between Cena’s Christopher Smith and Jennifer Holland’s Emilia Harcourt that drives the season in a very real way. Danielle Brooks meanwhile, puts in an award-worthy performance as Leota Adebayo, the best original character from a DC TV series since Harley Quinn was created in Batman: The Animated Series. The ending is bittersweet, in that it sets up a new storyline but, at the moment, there’s no season three planned. The setup here is for the future of the DC Universe, and I can only hope that when it IS picked up, wherever that happens to be, it’s not only Peacemaker that makes his triumphant return, but the entire group of 11th Street Kids that we’ve come to love.

Like Kermit the Frog crossed with Loki.

This was also, as I mentioned several months back, the year I discovered Dropout TV, specifically its signature show Game Changer. If you missed that previous column, Game Changer is a game show where the contestants are usually improv comedians and the game itself changes in every episode – they never know exactly what the game will be or what the rules are until they start playing. This year’s seventh season started off with “One Year Later,” an episode in which the three contestants were given a series of wild tasks and then a solid year in which to accomplish them. The comedy comes from the creative ways that they do things like bringing a cardboard cutout of Sam Reich (the host) to the most “remote” location they can or recording the best outgoing voicemail message. Later we get the “You-Lympics,” where they have to complete a series of stunts unaware of the fact that they’re going to have to do the same ones again, competing not against each other, but against their own prior scores. “Crowd Control” brings in stand-up comedians with skill at working the crowd and makes them face an audience full of highly unusual quirks and personal history to work with, an episode that was so successful it spun off into its own series.

Spin that wheel!

But my favorite of the season, the one that I would show a newcomer to Dropout to convince them to watch Game Changer, was “Ruelette.” The players spin a giant Price is Right-style wheel which lands on different rules that they have to abide by for the rest of the game, like wearing an oversized cowboy hat or having to say everything in a singsong voice. The rules stack and twists are thrown in, and the game quickly flies completely off the rails into one of the most unhinged episodes of television I’ve ever seen. It’s glorious.

Summer belongs to them — AGAIN!

Finally, let’s talk about the revival of Disney’s Phineas and Ferb, which dropped this year. Picking up the summer after the first four seasons of the show, season five begins with the last day of school at the beginning of a new, glorious summer of games, stunts, ridiculous inventions, and Buford’s endless quest for a hot tub made out of a giant bread bowl. The hiatus since the show’s previous cancellation hasn’t dulled it in the slightest – it’s still as charming, funny, and toe-tapping as it ever was. I cannot wait for the second half of the season to drop on Disney+ next month.

As if fairy tales weren’t creepy enough.

I read a lot of books this year, I’m proud to say, but I’ve actually read relatively few NEW books. Of the dozens of books that crossed my to-read pile in 2025, only three of them were actually PUBLISHED in 2025. One of them is not worth mentioning in this column. Another was the Stephen King/Maurice Sendak collaboration on a new version of Hansel and Gretel. King takes the classic fairy tale and adds a few touches that are distinctly his, and even links to his larger universe (specifically the Dark Tower books). Sendak’s illustrations, as  expected, are whimsical and ghastly at the same time, and I loved it.

And y’know what? It IS my favorite scary movie.

The other new book from this year was a nonfiction history of my favorite horror movie franchise, Your Favorite Scary Movie: How the Scream Films Rewrote the Rules of Horror by Ashley Cullins. As a fan of the Scream films (I’ve mentioned it here once or twice, I think), I sincerely enjoyed this book. Although much of the history is stuff that fans probably already knew, Cullins did in-depth interviews with dozens of the actors, writers, and other creators involved in the series over the decades, fleshing out a familiar story. She gives insight to the things we already knew, and adds a lot of stuff that we didn’t. The centerpiece of the book is a very loving, respectful tribute to the late Wes Craven, something that fans of the franchise in general or Craven specifically will find touching and even tearjerking. The book is also extremely thorough, tracking the history of the franchise from the one-act play Kevin Williamson wrote in college that provided the germ of the idea for the first film right up to the eve of filming for the seventh movie, which isn’t even coming out until 2026. I’ve read a lot of stuff about Scream, and this is probably the best book on the series I’ve come across. 

Wait — Superman? Since when does this blog talk about SUPERMAN?

Finally, I want to move into the world of comic books, and again, you’re gonna hear me talk about Superman. DC declared it the “Summer of Superman,” which makes the man behind the Year of Superman laugh kind of derisively, but they absolutely stepped up. The addition of a new series this year, Superman Unlimited, gave the Man of Steel four different ongoing titles, as it joined the ongoing Superman, Action Comics, and the title he shares with his best pal from Gotham, Batman and Superman: World’s Finest. All four of the books are great right now. Superman has been part of an ongoing storyline tying into the larger DC Universe, Unlimited has focused on a story about an enormous Kryptonite meteor landing on Earth and changing the game for everybody, Action Comics is telling new stories of Clark’s early career as Superboy, and Batman and Superman is full of stories of the characters several years ago as well. (Both of the books set in the past, I should note, are written by Mark Waid, while Joshua Williamson and Dan Slott are behind Superman and Unlimited, respectfully.)

She hasn’t had it this good since Helen Slater.

That’s not all, though. With her own movie coming out next year, Supergirl got a new series written and (usually) illustrated by Sophie Campbell. In the new Supergirl comic, Campbell has Supergirl moving back to her hometown of Midvale only to find a second Supergirl getting in her way. The series is eight issues in so far, and it’s become an absolutely lovely story about found family, with Supergirl building up a team of unexpected friends around her. Campbell’s art is great as well – a bit more cartoonish than your traditional superhero comic book, but perfectly suited for the series.

A boy and his dog indeed.

Not only that, but the Superman titles gave us two of the best miniseries of the year. Krypto: The Last Dog of Krypton by Ryan North and Mike Norton, is the story of the breakout star from this summer’s hit movie. For the first time, we see Krypto’s point of view of the destruction of Krypton, his journey to Earth, and the path that eventually led him back to Kal-El in Smallville. There’s something about that dog that pulls on the heartstrings, and in the course of the five issues I cried no less than six times. Of course, I’m kind of a softie.

Kryptonite! Now in all the Kolors of the rainbow!

Finally, and I promise this is the end of me plugging Superman, I absolutely loved Superman: The Kryptonite Spectrum by W. Maxwell Prince and Martin Morazzo. Prince and Morazzo have had a hit series through Image Comics for the past several years with Ice Cream Man, an existential horror series that takes some of our most human fears and anxieties and materializes them in stories that would feel suitable in The Twilight Zone. In The Kryptonite Spectrum, Superman encounters Kryptonite meteors in colors he’s never seen before and begins experimenting to determine what they do. What’s astonishing is that, although this is by no means a horror story, Price and Morazzo still manage to tackle some of the stranger, more esoteric kinds of stories that they’ve become so well known for. The stories deal with things like the nature of time and identity, and while they may not be frightening, they’re very atypical for Superman…and they’re great.

Step aside, boys, Sue’s got this one covered.

Okay, let’s forget Superman and talk about a few other great comic books. Once again, Ryan North’s Fantastic Four is the best title Marvel Comics is publishing. Relaunching this year with art by Humberto Ramos, Fantastic Four continues to be an exploration of Marvel’s first family with time-travel adventures, an alien pet, and a focus on characters that the series has historically neglected. In the early days of the series, Susan Storm – then the Invisible Girl – was written almost as an afterthought, and frequently as a damsel in distress. A lot of writers have improved her over the years, but North has gone a step further, showing how smart, brave, and capable the Invisible Woman can be. She’s taken a leadership role and is using her powers in ways that no writer has ever done before. North’s love for the FF shows in every panel. It was recently announced that he’s taking over DC’s The Flash with artist Gavin Guidry next year, and I absolutely cannot wait.

Stuff like this is the reason people don’t want to go to the movies anymore.

Finally, I want to talk about how great Geoff Johns and Ivan Reis’s horror comic Hyde Street was this year. Published through the Ghost Machine studio by Image Comics, Hyde Street is a series about a mysterious town populated by people who are under the thumb of an unseen Gamemaker. Each of them is a person of vice or cruelty that has been trapped on Hyde Street and given the task of corrupting a certain number of souls before they can leave. Some of them are desperate for release. Others, like the demonic boy scout “Pranky,” are far past their limit of souls but are having too much fun to leave. The format leaves the series open to tell an endless number of horror stories, while still having its own backstory and mythology that’s turning out to be a lot of fun to explore. 

There’s been some great storytelling in 2025, and I’m hoping to get even more in 2026. If I missed one of your favorites – well, like I said, there’s a LOT of stuff I missed this year. Let me know what I need to add to my list for next year.

Blake M. Petit is a writer, teacher, and dad from Ama, Louisiana. His most recent writing project is the superhero adventure series Other People’s Heroes: Little Stars, volume one of which is now available on Amazon. You can subscribe to his newsletter by clicking right here. He’s also started putting his LitReel videos on TikTok. Also, for the 23rd consecutive year, the best food find of the year was the return of the McRib.

Geek Punditry #141: Comedy in Crisis

It’s not something I ever thought I would say, but comedy is in danger of becoming a dying art. In movies, at least, it’s become harder and harder to sell a comedy to the theater crowd, mainly because in a world where movie theater attendance has never really recovered from the Covid shutdowns, people are far more discriminating about what they choose when they go out to a movie theater. The prevailing notion is that if you’re only going to see a movie in a theater a few times a year, it’s best to spend those chits on the big-budget special effects spectaculars, the things that really demand that IMAX treatment on the big screen. I know I’m guilty of that – my wife and I only get out to see a movie without our son a few times a year at best, so we’ve got to make sure it “counts.” After all, a comedy that’s funny in the theater will be just as funny at home, right?

Of course, some comedies aren’t funny no matter WHERE you are.

No, that’s not right at all, actually.

I’ve written before about that ever-so-thin line between comedy and horror, and about how both art forms are built on a similar formula of tension, buildup, and release, with the primary difference being that horror releases tension through screams whereas comedy releases it through laughter. It’s the reason, in fact, that horror/comedy hybrids can be so effective. But there’s another similarity that people don’t realize. Most horror movies are scarier in movie theaters than at home, where you can feed on the energy of the people around you, hear them gasp and shout with each scare, where you can see the girl a row ahead of you grab onto her boyfriend when the monster leaps at the screen. It makes watching a horror movie a communal experience that’s more enjoyable than watching the same movie alone. (There are exceptions, of course. Certain small, claustrophobic films like Buried or home invasion movies like Hush probably work better in a darkened living room with the curtains drawn and as few people as possible with you. But those are the exceptions, not the rule.)

Similarly, there’s something about comedy that’s funnier when you’re with an audience. There’s an emotional charge in the air that is infectious, spreading from one person to another. Even ONE person can be enough to trigger this. I’ll watch episodes of RiffTrax or Mystery Science Theater 3000 a dozen times by myself and chuckle with the riffs. But if I watch that same episode with my wife, those quiet laughs to myself become full-belly guffaws. Laughter, like terror, is contagious. One person’s laughter eases the path for others – it’s almost like hearing someone else laughing gives you PERMISSION to laugh, a permission that you don’t actually NEED, but that your psyche is waiting for anyway. 

Crow: I guess this is what he gets for making Green Lantern.

Unfortunately we didn’t make it to the theaters for this one, but the reboot of The Naked Gun is available digitally now, and my wife Erin and I watched it earlier this week. I’ve heard from many people whose opinions I respect that it was the funniest movie of the year, which sadly isn’t as bold a statement as it used to be. I grew up on the original Leslie Nielsen Naked Gun movies, as well as the Police Squad series that preceded it. I dearly loved that style of slapstick comedy, the kind we got from Mel Brooks’ Blazing Saddles or Spaceballs, and that the same Abrahams and Zucker Brothers combo that gave us Police Squad would refine in their disaster spoof Airplane! And I mourned – oh, HOW I mourned – the death of that kind of comedy when it was replaced by Friedberg/Seltzer stinkers like Date Movie, Meet the Spartans, and The Starving Games. 

So much high art it should be in a museum.

Someone watching a trailer for these movies might not be able to tell what the difference is on the surface. They’re all goofy movies built on absurd, surrealistic comedy that’s almost like a cartoon brought to life. But the difference is that Brooks, Abrahams, and the Zuckers understand how parody works. Blazing Saddles, Spaceballs, and The Naked Gun are spoofs of westerns, science fiction, and cop dramas (respectively). They mock the tropes of those films ruthlessly, while at the same time telling their own stories. Date Movie and similar films lack that kind of imagination or creativity. They replace actual gags with straight references to other films, and seem to think that simply acknowledging the existence of a (usually superior) movie somehow counts as a joke, but they have no identity or voice of their own. 

Airplane!, incidentally, is the oddball in this group. Whereas the others weren’t parodies of SPECIFIC movies (although Spaceballs leaned harder on Star Wars than most other sci-fi), Airplane! was almost a beat-for-beat remake of a lesser-known and much-forgotten disaster movie called Zero Hour, even borrowing some of the dialogue from the earlier film. They simply took the existing plot and characters and amplified them to absurd levels and created a comedy classic. 

But that kind of comedy had died out, as I said, replaced by the Reference Fests that slapstick has become in the last two decades. So when I heard they were rebooting The Naked Gun I was highly skeptical. When I heard that Liam Neeson had been cast as Frank Drebbin Jr., my optimism increased slightly – Neeson is a great actor and I believed he may have the comedy chops to pull it off. But it wasn’t until I saw the trailer, where they included a joke that addressed the elephant in the room – a certain cast member of the original trilogy who became infamous after the series ended – that I realized that this movie might just be self-aware enough to work.

And it really did.

And they get bonus points for mocking AI. Everybody gets bonus points for mocking AI.

Erin and I watched this movie and, from the first scene, I found myself laughing out loud at the antics on the screen. Liam Neeson has reinvented his career before – after a long period as a profound dramatic actor he took a left turn into action hero starting with the Taken franchise. Now it seems like he’s ready to reinvent himself again. He doesn’t play Frank Drebbin Jr. as completely stone-faced as his “father,” Leslie Nielsen, played the original. Instead, he’s got his own sort of blend of faux seriousness mixed with just enough winking at the camera to indicate that he recognizes just how ridiculous the movie is, and he’s cool with it. 

The real revelation here, though, was casting Pamela Anderson as the femme fatale of the movie. It’s been quite a while since Anderson was really in the public eye, and when she WAS making movies more frequently she wasn’t usually being sought out for her comedic skills. But she nailed it in this movie, with the same kind of goofy sensibility that Neeson brought to the screen. Word has it that she and Liam Neeson have actually begun a romantic relationship in real life after working together on this movie. That wasn’t on my bingo card for 2025, but after seeing them together I absolutely believe it, because the chemistry is flawless.

Get a guy who looks at you like that even with that hair.

Most importantly, though, the writing is sharp and clever. The jokes are about the tropes of a police procedural, not about the EXISTENCE of it. The screenwriters rarely make reference to any specific movie or TV show, and when they DO it’s actually done well (such as an extended joke where Neeson’s character is distraught that his Tivo has accidentally lost season one of Buffy the Vampire Slayer – the joke here being that a hardboiled cop at his age KNOWS so much about Buffy, not that it EXISTS). 

The Naked Gun (“the new version,” Neeson says in his first of many fourth wall-leaning moments) is the kind of comedy we don’t get anymore, and it’s the kind of comedy we need. Honestly, when is the last time you went to a movie theater to watch a comedy? I went back and looked at my Letterboxd diary to find the last time I saw a new movie in a theater that was an actual comedy and not just a superhero movie with comedic elements or a cartoon I was taking Eddie to watch. I made it back to 2017 when Erin and I saw The Big Sick, which is really more of a dramedy. Before that I’ve gotta go back to the action/comedy The Nice Guys in 2016. Both of those, by the way, are movies that deserve a lot more love than they get. 

The Naked Gun didn’t set the box office on fire, but it was highly lauded by critics and by those audiences that actually DID show up. I’m hoping that’s enough to justify Paramount moving forward with a sequel. Neeson and Anderson are such a great on-screen duo that it would be a crime not to pair them up again. This wouldn’t be the first time a movie – especially a comedy – found its audience after the lights dimmed in the movie theater, so I’m giving this my recommendation. Buy or rent it digitally. Stream it when it eventually shows up on Paramount+. Buy the Blu-Ray or DVD when it hits stores. I want more movies like this, and so should you. I didn’t get to see this one with a tub of popcorn in my lap and a huge screen in front of me, so I’m hoping I’ll get that shot for part two. 

Blake M. Petit is a writer, teacher, and dad from Ama, Louisiana. His most recent writing project is the superhero adventure series Other People’s Heroes: Little Stars, volume one of which is now available on Amazon. You can subscribe to his newsletter by clicking right here. He’s also started putting his LitReel videos on TikTok. You know what other movie didn’t get enough love? The Rocketeer. Just saying.