It all depends on if they decide to show us what the characters see, or what is actually there. In the former case the trick will be the moment of visual explanation when we see that the two cities are the same, while in the latter the trick will be cluing the audience into the idea that the characters can only really…

Are you seriously telling me you wouldn’t want to see Hawkeye give his “We have a robot, a defrosted guy from the forties, and a witch, we’re fighting a 300 foot tall purple dude with living silver statue on a flying surfboard, a talking tree and raccoon with a gun just showed up as our back-up, and I have a bow and…

I don’t think so. Guardians had a full-size Celestial on screen. (Technically, two. One in flash-back, one as a severed head/space station) They’ve learned to lean in to the crazy, so I think they would have no qualms about going full Galactus, if they had access to the character.

I’ve read the Viriconium books. The first story was great. Afterwards... Well, it seemed a pretty clear case of a writer who caught a bad case of artistic pretension, but not in a good way. More in a “I will make you hurt for wanting more stories about that cool hero from the first book, bourgeois pig!” sort of way.

I must respectfully disagree with him. He bases his premise on the idea that worldbuilding causes passivity, but all of his examples are instances of readers becoming intrigued enough to search out or create their own answers, in other words, to actively engage further in the work.

Really? Well, guess I’ll just have to go see it again. Dang it!

Actually, the Warboys used tatoos and scarification all over the place. The old teacher woman was tatooed with words, I’m assuming books so they couldn’t be forgotten. Remember the bit when Max looks at Nux and asks if he’s a “blockhead”? Nux literally has an engine-block scarified onto his chest, so other warboys…

Max Rebo: “The Empire only has white men as Stormtrooper because they hated aliens and were sexist.”

Because no one cared enough about him to negotiate for real money. Or a budget. Or decent writers, actors, a good time slot...

It was one mile from my elementary school to home. School got out at 3:15, and Starblazers started at 3:30. I remember that mad dash to get home on time as well. Heck, there was one time I got lost on a field trip, ended up waiting for the school principle to pick me up at a fire station, and the thing I was most…

We've always known.

And both also worked on Jodorowsky's attempt to adapt Dune, as did Giger. It's kind of amazing just how much circles back to that unmade movie. I highly recommend the documentary if you haven't seen it.

The problem with this line of thought it that it basically starts at the assumption that humans are terrible, awful, flawed creatures and that our machine descendants can easily transcend beyond our small petty flaws to become cybernetic gods. But, much like the "why not just fly to Mordor on the eagles" argument, it…

I know your pain, friend.

I always thought that was a neat concept since I saw in Ulysses 31 when I was a kid:

I grew up, not poor, but let's say lower middle class. I remember the first time I saw Cable TV in my small home town. A friend's family had it, and it seemed like a marvel. Dozens of channels, no static, even a remote control instead of the pair of pliers we had to use to turn the dial after the tuner knob broke off.

I broke down and actually bought a physical copy. I don't do that much these days, but I think this was worth it. I'm sure it will be streaming officially someday, but it's well worth watching, and the deleted scenes on the disk are fascinating. Jodorowsky's passion for art is dazzling, and it really makes one wonder…

Fair enough. And thank you for being a reasonable person on the internet.

Every time giant robot enthusiasts try to have fun, there's always someone who feels a strange compulsion to remind them that giant robots are "unrealistic". And for what? Many genres are unrealistic, that's often the point. Superheroes, space operas, zombie apocalypses, fantasy high, low, and urban. All could be…

Owen? Owen? That name must be a clever misdirection, because that's clearly Burt Macklin, Dinosaur Wrangler for the FBI.