Or they could just pretend Suicide Squad never happened. That's an option, and by "option" I mean that's what they should do.

That's the weirdest spelling of Buckaroo Bonzai I've ever seen.

Sure you can. Just line wherever the water is supposed to be with green garbage bags, then chromakey a video of water from YouTube. Why bother with CG, when even if it does look convincing to some audiences now, it'll just look bad in five years?

They do, then the dawn breaks and they see they are just in a bigger cage.

Hey, ethanol is also hallucinogenic. That must explain why I drank a beer and then thought I was in Toon Town for three hours.

Boy, this sounds even more contrived than normal for these types of movies. I don't get it. Reality is scary. If this isn't reality, then why should I be scared? I have no idea what the rules could be. Maybe a fucking unicorn could come in and bring them up, I don't know!

Boy, you are in for some hard life lessons. Enjoy!

The important thing is that it always requires a server connection so it can't be pirated.

Bioware's insistence on making the same game over and over did that for me. "Hey, we have this really cool, unique setting. What do we put in it, out of the infinite possibilities that fantasy settings provide? I know, let's make an arena!"

Yeah, the frog wore a top hat but the alien had a straw pork pie hat like Buster Keaton, so they obviously thought long and hard about the subject. Spaceballs is a movie with layers upon layers!

Why would you assume that a creature that can breed with other creatures to produce hybrids that are magically not so unfit that they can't progress beyond the cellular level would be genetically pure by the time we see it? That would be like having superpowers that you can't use because your sun is the wrong shade.

I guess this is about a different Unabomber, considering how much it differs from the one we know about so drastically in a very short trailer.

Well, he died. It was bound to stray from the Tao of Breitbart. I bet almost nobody there even screams "STOP RAPING PEOPLE" over and over at leftist protesters. Sad.

Well, that's it for Breitbart then. I wonder where the mainstream racist shitbags will go next.

Yeah, they did a real good job.

"Bury me with my lasagna", he said in a weird deep poorly-digitized voice as he died.

I knew I should've taken that left turn at Albuquerque!

Dang, they got his money but they didn't need to spend any money on his patronage. They got owned hard!

Whoever controls the idiots controls the Universe.

A scientist who wants the Metroplex of dinosaurs so badly that he misses obvious signs is a perfect fit for Crichton's interests, actually, and obviously more than a little ironic. His scientific fiction is almost always about meticulous geniuses who make terrible mistakes. All these mistakes did was screw up some of…