I was being entirely sincere in my first comment, and vaguely contrite in my second.

Sadly, my respect didn't extend to spelling his name correctly, but that's just the kind of dick I am.

Thirded. Commenting magic. Kudos, Karalotz. Kudos.

Michel Foucault would be pretty freaked out by the Panopticon connection.

One question springs to mind: does a Negative Horse say "nay?"

Damn you, Mr. Rabin. Your Gazoo/MYOF callout made me sneeze coffee all over my keyboard. My boss is giving me stinkeye as I type.

"Except it was ridiculous and made up. It's the Khe Sanh of film."

There's precious little Canadian television, either. Perhaps I need to ask a question about an Alsatian who wanders around helping orphans and crap. I think I saw it in the late '70s. On TV. In Canada.

I'm a misanthropic, seething ball of rage. Does that count?

I've read just about everything of his (barring his "children's" books, including Coraline). I started with Neverwhere, and it worked for me.

Well, Sigourney, I liked it too, but I didn't love it.

I'm bracing for disappointment
I heart Neil Gaiman's work very much, but I'm a wee bit less enthusiastic about the adaptations I've seen thus far.