There has been a great deal of backlash from fans regarding the way the director Jon Favreau (Jungle Book, Iron Man & Iron Man 2) decided to portray Scar (voiced by Chiwitel Ejiofor), one of the most notoriously grim antagonists of modern American cinema, in Disney‘s upcoming live action adaptation of the The Lion King.

Although the The Lion King was an animated Disney favorite, the compelling emotional gravitas of the story effected people of all ages and types when it cycloned into theaters in the Spring of ’94. Almost 25 years later to the day and you’d be hard pressed not to find a copy (VHS or DVD) on just about anyone’s book shelf. So it’s no surprise that in this climate of classic film rendition culture, the anticipation of Favreau’s The Lion King live action adaptation has been equally exciting and anxious. I for one have been keeping an eye peeled for every stitch of a trailer released for the film. And following the giant success of Jungle Book, Favreau is certain to have many critical eyes beaming his way throughout the entire process.

I’m absolutely stoked. However, fans have been a tad more than expressive about their dismay regarding the depiction of the African bad lands’ bad ass.

Originally voiced by the steely depths of the utterly bituminous vocal chords belonging to that of Jeremy Irons, Scar crept eerily onto the screen. In stark contrast to the optimistic royal undertones accompanying our beloved lion family, Scar donned a befitting gash over one of his piercing green feminine set eyes, contoured by eyebrows more perfect than a Dominican model. With a smooth looking golden brown coat, his lush jet black mane swayed with ocean wave physicality that would eventually (alert: spoilers!) introduce the demise of an entire empire.

Scar introduced a young world to the parallels of seduction and villainy. He was portrayed as dark, physically beautiful, and sexually ambiguous while clearly representing the worst of intentions fueled by his jealousy alone. He was an outcast, banished to the murky, baron perimeters of an otherwise bountiful land, teeming with food, water, vegetation and family. His only counterparts: Hyenas; scavengers who would literally eat one another if the stakes required such. Deep stuff for kids in the 90’s huh? (That’s what’s wrong with us now.)

Given the emotional and geographical undertone of the character’s circumstances, an important question is beckoned: In a “live-action” scenario-all be it, real life, how is a social outcast with few natural resources upon which to survive supposed to look!? Think of a rejected beta jungle cat who spent the better part of his life eating whatever he could, scrounging every day for his next meal, sleeping amongst the proverbial devils of nature in darkness and desolation.

The years of watching his brother thrive abundantly just clicks away grinding away at his already downtrodden soul, eating revenge cakes for breakfast and washing it down with a cold beaded glass of hatred. Wake up, Lion King fans. This is Hollywood 2K. The Joker has evolved from wind blown green hair and perfectly placed lipstick to a greasy stringy mess and a lopsided laceration uncoiling across a crazed mug.

Favreau is creating an emotionally, socially, and realistically dynamic film set in a fictional universe that gives us all of the grim that we could ever ask for. (Because without the bitter baby, the sweet just ain’t sweet.) This film is going to be epically dark and more so bright following the inevitable victory. Scar is realistically a mangy, vengeful, dreadful thing that looks like he’s seconds away from eating your children. This guy didn’t have time to condition his black flowing mane with egg whites or pluck his eyebrows.

Favreau is giving us a realistic account of these wondrous beasts. Of course Mufasa looks great, he’s the king of the fucking jungle. He’s got food, water, family, and love in troves. What is his nemesis but a contrast of that? Sorry not sorry but this movie is going to be kick ass because of how evil and desperate of a villain Scar appears to be. And that supersedes our selfish needs as fans to feel like some subliminal statement about homosexuality is being made or the fact that the original animated Scar made little girls all confused about secretly falling in love with the bad boy for the first time.

Shut up, and buy a ticket. You’re welcome.