"... they just either don't know what to do with (Skye and Ward) or haven't decided..."
"... they just either don't know what to do with (Skye and Ward) or haven't decided..."
Gaiman put the offending passage on his Tumblr (no, the scene does not get any more steamy):
I love minority rule. All opinions are equally valid and all that crap.
I completely agree. I am new to io9, having spent a lot of my surfing on newspapers and a site called The AV Club, but tedness (which one could say are symptomatic of Internet news and commenting in general nowadays). Now, I can get my science fiction and science news from people with at least some familiarity of…
Being published is the frosting...the writing is the delicious cake itself. Write on, good sir!
I'll let this speak for my feelings on this.
I liked it. Sure, there were parallels with the pilot, but I'm okay with it. If anything, it highlighted the differences between where the show is now vs. where the show was then.
Then you've got cyclops like me who can't do the 3D thing at all. (growls and mutters like Yosemite Sam.)
I'm so sorry you had a poor experience. Honestly, I'm not sure some people are geared for 3D, because all those amazing colors POPPED and were incredibly vivid in 3D for me (and that's coming from someone who actively campaigns against 3D). Really, I am sorry, because it was truly incredible if you could see it and…
Starships from space. No contest in most fantasy settings.
I met Death upon a lonely road but once in my long life, all done up in bones and tattered robes and carrying a scythe that looked three times too big for his fragile frame. And I frightened him near to death, or so he told me. For among all the voids and all the rocks and gas clouds and all the planets empty of…
What happens when you meet Death on the road? Maybe you give him directions, or maybe you ask for his help.
The woodsman did not fear Death. He encountered it frequently on the road through the forest, tugging along the soul of a chipmunk or a sparrow or sometimes a human being. He always met Death with a friendly nod, which he saw as a professional courtesy. After all, Death was the reaper of souls and he was the reaper of…
I think even that is part of Classic Trek's optimism, though. Much of the crew, cast and writing staff of Trek lived through WWII (Roddenberry and James Doohan were old enough to have served in it), a eugenics war (of sorts) that was ended by A-Bombs (again, sorta—these are oversimplifications, but they go to the…
Corollary 1: Pee time (and frequency) increases directly proportional to age.
I also can't wait for the murder of Jane Foster
Thinking the same thing, bravo! :) May your tank never rupture and may your melange always be plentiful!
I think we all know the answer to that.
You realize you just posted this on a Gawker site, where you are also not a customer, just an info cow milked for your demographic data. In any situation, if you're not paying for it, you're the product, not the customer.
Not just nonplussed; nay, you are so not plussed that you have given up plusses to other causes and folk, enriching them with your perturbations such that you are indeed woefully underplussed.