Mark DeSousa

Mark DeSousa’s filmography is kinda wild when you really look at it. He’s got his name on some seriously varied stuff, like Black Panther, which, let’s be real, was a cultural earthquake, not just a Marvel flick. That movie just broke every box people tried to put superhero movies in—history, style, the whole vibe. Then there’s 流浪地球 (The Wandering Earth), which is basically China’s big sci-fi flex. It’s got this massive “let’s move the planet” plotline, like Earth literally becomes a spaceship. The visuals? Bonkers. The scale? Off the charts. Not your average disaster movie, that’s for sure. And then, out of left field, Volcano from the late ‘90s. Classic disaster movie energy—lava pouring into Los Angeles, people running everywhere, chaos, some questionable science, but you love it anyway ’cause it’s pure popcorn. It’s such a weirdly comforting genre, honestly. So, what’s the thread? Mark DeSousa seems to gravitate toward these high-stakes, visually intense projects. He’s not sticking to one country or even one decade—he’s just wherever the action is, apparently. There’s something kinda cool about that, like he’s chasing the next big spectacle, whether it’s superhero royalty, global sci-fi epics, or old-school disaster flicks. You don’t always see that kind of range, and it makes his credits list stand out in a sea of directors playing it safe.