My dream...
Nintendo calls me to script and Direct Metroid: Origins.
A movie prequel to all of the games. (Except Other M).
Only instead of it detailing the origin of the Metriods it details the Origin of Samus from the moment of her birth and Ridley. It addresses why she will never truly beat Ridley and explains why she's a bounty hunter rather than leader of an army of exterminators. For those familiar with the games that will follow it even eludes to why the baby Metroid in Metroid II will develop an attachment to her.
It ends with her answering a distress beacon from a genetic research facility on planet Zebes. A small blue green planet nested in one of the arms of a milky spiral galaxy...
You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll think you know where I'm going with it... And then you'll scream "no effin way! He did not just go there!"
First video game turned movie to out gross Avatar. The success fuels sequels and other game developers line up at my door for Zelda, Blaster Master, and Journey to Silius movie treatments.
Just before I retire I grudgingly accept a contract to do Mortal Kombat correctly.
I refuse several request from Nintendo to do a Mario Bros. Movie stating in one interview "look, if you can't get it right with Bob Hoskins and Dennis Hopper. You just can't get it right."
I spend the days of my retirement playing video games with movie stars I'd previously filmed with and we joke for hours about why it took so damn long for decent video game movies to become a reality.
I pass unexpectedly on Wednesday, June 3rd 2099 when my artificial heart fails due to a faulty battery that was not correctly manufactured to spec by Hyperkin (they make medical devices in the future God help us). The community mourns my loss and while they are doing so... A genetic research facility is sending a distress signal into space as one of their experiments has gone horribly, horribly wrong.