That’s “animistic” not “animalistic”

As to what it does to good television shows:

Last I heard (which was at least ten years ago) this kind of thing gets very different results if you take the same skull to places around the world, and if the face had been reconstructed in China, the result would look very Chinese.

The Mouse is doing what The Mouse does best:

Yeah, this would have been a good plan fifteen years ago, when people had more spending money, Star Trek was a hotter property, and streaming content was an exciting new thing.

“Throughout history, pathogens have wiped out scores of humans”

“But wasn’t there a timeline where you were born on another planet?”

Avatar was a showcase for state of the art special effects of the day. It came packaged with a standard, feel good, Oscar bait, Hollywood story, calculated to appeal to a major ticket buying demographic.

And he looks sickly as hell IN THE ORIGINAL IMAGE!!!

Seriously? You can count the realistic things about Star Wars on your fingers, and this is one of them. It’s basic thermodynamics.

I’ve known this since 1978, and the Star Wars fans around here obsess over this ten times as much as I do. Who exactly are you talking to?

So you’re saying that Americans are still not panicky enough about bacteria in their food? I hate to even imagine how many people could be fed with the perfectly good food we throw away, but yeah, let’s just take that up another notch.

Doctor Doom is just Trevor Goodchild if he could never get laid. The asexuality goes perfectly with the surly, violent, murderous behavior.

It is a reason, but I would not call it a good one. Far from it.

I don’t believe I have ever heard an American say “Christ on a bike.”

This is only true if you do not factor in the various impending threats of a mass die of for our species.

I’m seeing an awful lot of effort being put into rationalizing peoples’ inability to distinguish between character and actor. Simon Pegg understands the difference, but he’s figuring his audience doesn’t.

I keep wondering if they really did arrive just in time, or if Littlefinger and the newly ruthless Sansa had them waiting just over the ridge, a reserve force not under the command of the naive General Leroy Jenkins.

The armored shoulder pads do not go over the jeweled shoulder pads, they replace them.

or perhaps the “aspergers fanboy generation” where the loudest voices are hyperliteral fanboys, indignant that messy, human behavior is just as illogical in fiction as it is in real life, and everyone is too busy second guessing the story to actually enjoy it.