Yes, there's going to be a prequel to Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory. Warner Bros and producer David Heyman have made a deal with Dahl's estate for rights "to further explore" the life of Willy Wonka. Further explore? Because we all want to know where Wonka was born? Because we all want to know what his hobbies were? Because we NEED TO KNOW why he became the mysterious person we saw in the movie and read about in the book?
Further explore? To get inside his head and explore his... feelings? To find out if he used to be in love or married? (Was there a Wonky Wilma?) Further explore to learn he's gay or woke or scarred or, or, or.... or whatever? Do we need to know if he went to school and that no one liked him? Do we need to meet his parents, dentists included? Do we need to know who built the famous factory and where the money came from to build it in the first place? Do we need to see it being built? Do we need to see him invent all the machines we remember from the movie? Do we need to see what happens to a kid who deservedly gets sucked up a pipe after falling into the chocolate river? Do we need to know more about the Oompa Loompas and their hobbies, their ancestry and their... feelings? Do we need to see them practice their songs and cleverly come up with scrumdiddlyumptious new chocolate recipes? Blue screen! Green screen! Yes, yes!
We don't need ten thousand super smart Easter eggs, wink-winks, throwbacks and hommages-my-butt to take us out of the movie because they remind us of a better, more inspired one that was made in an era when Hollywood wasn't infested with pixel porn fetishists and scriptwriters who thought they could do a much better job than award-winning writers like Roald Dahl. Give me a break. Don't paint a moustache on the Mona Lisa and call it the beauty of subverting everybody's expectations.
Dammit, Hollywood. Dammit Dahl's estate. This movie is not going to be a golden goose. It is going to be a lame duck at best. A chocolate duck that tastes like CGI sprinkled with hot air.