and they all look like dads who brew their own beer.

Anybody remember Van-Pires? I barely do. Of course they’re remaking it for Syfy.

God, I remember watching Mummies Alive!... It aired in a bloc featuring such DiC early aughtie “classics” as Stargate Infinity (A show so bad that Stargate fans don’t talk about it), Sherlock Holmes in The 22nd Century (A show so bad that I’m sure Holmes fans don’t talk about it), and Sonic Underground (A show so bad…

Ew or this.

On the other hand, the fact that Luke wasn’t greeted by a Tom Selleck-like moustache when he removed Vader’s helmet at the end of Jedi will always be disappointing.

I’m glad. I’ll always love the Weeping Angels story but wasn’t particularly a fan of him controlling the day to day aspects of the show. Change might be great for the series.

Believe me, when quantum computing becomes a reality, you and I will have no the foggiest clue how it works.

Altered Carbon is probably the best hardboiled detective novel not written by a guy named Hammet that I’ve read in the last decade. I’m not super-keen on the sequels, but I’m pretty pumped to see this adapted.

Sorry, you don’t speak for everybody.

It’s hard not to talk only about how she looks when they didn’t really show her saying much or doing much beyond... “HEY LOOK!”

Shouldn’t they have found an actress bigger than a b cup? Wonder Woman is stacked.

Stark and Banner will synthesize gamma-irradiated nano-bots and create artificial Midi-chlorians..and inject them into Hawkeye.

* You have to remember that Han was the only person that ever claimed the Falcon was the fastest ship around. Everyone else just kinda rolled their eyes at him.

You want to know why? It’s the same reason a 50 year old Freighter Tender is the fastest ship in the galaxy, Astromech droids can’t speak, and weapons technology has been the same for close to 1000 years.

Love those myself. I think 2 is my favorite.

Comment is relevant to my interests. Bought the trilogy a few weeks ago and just got into number 2. I love being wayy behind the times on games.

I assume igniting it like the world’s largest fart in order to burn it off before it’s released into the atmosphere would be a bad idea or else they would have done it by now.

Because no two males have ever shared an apartment that weren’t gay for each other. Never.

Unfortunately, the resolution isn’t high enough to zoom in on the red dot in Southern Ontario where Chad keeps moving his fucking stapler to my side of the cubicle.