I have a very different story.

X-Men: Stand And Deliver

My girlfriend just said, "Men like that don't have kids."

"like Garry Shandling's artificial penis in What Planet Are You From?, which hums in the proximity of beautiful women (prompting at least one prospective partner to suggest that it simply doesn't know the words)."

I, for one, have always said that cauliflower was an evil vegetable of mass destruction. (Even with cheese sauce.) Now, where are the evil Brussels sprouts pictures?

Needed more Michael Bay.

Now, what they SHOULD do is do a steampunk reboot- call it "Space: 1899".

But how will they raise the kids?

BUNNIES!

Naah- when he's aroused, the triangle in his antenna becomes more acute.

Damn bank-robbin' tree rats!

Tinky Winky approves.

Next up: "Rise Of The Planet Of The Squirrels".

I think a "One person with non-functional wings on their hat per film" rule was in the contracts...

"...the horror...."

No matter where you go... there they are.

But the devil, as they say, is in the details. And I'd trust Charlie Jane Anders' taste enough to think this isn't just a rote "swap X with Y", but instead has some bite in the way that X and Y are interchanged.

What a dull, empty neighborhood of the galaxy we live in! Of course, it's precisely that dullness that probably made it possible for life to develop, so I suppose I shouldn't complain...

I hope she's a clever girl...

Ah, for the days when the adventure of space flight was enough to inspire a set of space toys. Nowadays, toy lines aren't about exploration- it's about laser guns, "evil" aliens, and body counts.