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You clearly have not watched original series Star Trek at all, and have no idea what you’re talking about in any way whatsoever. You’ve just done the equivalent of telling someone “your sister’s a whore!” thinking you’ve really burned them only to have them look confused and say “I don’t even have a sister, what the

You misspelled Babylon 5.

These aren’t Klingons, they’re Uruk-hai merged with the Goa’uld. Who the hell do they think they’re fooling?

Very little else is even close to consistent with anything that has come before either. Pretending this is a prequel that takes place in the same universe and same time as The Cage is an insult to our

No he didn’t, actually. What he sold was a sort of matchmaking and transportation service where he’d hook up unfulfilled civilian women looking for a new exciting life of adventure on the frontier with hardscrabble colonists looking for wives. The women were at minimum volunteers and may in fact have paid Mudd for the

Jim Henson WAS Kermit the Frog, because Kermit the Frog was Jim Henson. Kermit was a means of self-expression for a shy artistic soul who didn’t have the temperament to go in front of the camera himself. Kermit was a mask that provided enough insulation from the spotlight and eyes that he could be himself. Kermit was

Nope, the guys wear shorts too. But hey, don’t let facts get in the way of a good zinger.

Jackson was more than simply not convicted. He was ACQUITTED. Twice! A court of law showed there was no reason to believe the allegations were true. He was judged Not Guilty.

It’s bullshit that someone can face trial, be found not guilty, and still have people treating them as if they were guilty. There’s a mob

She’s a Riplicant.

Really? I thought the central premise in cosmic horror is that humans are not the center of the universe or the pinnacle of creation, we’re not special, hell we’re not even important. We aren’t the beloved of the gods, they might not even notice us let alone care. We are as bacterium, a random infestation on a

Her name is Enoby not Marie Sue!

Raimi hated Venom and was forced to include him by the studio. So, he picked an actor that he felt was equal to the shit character he feels Venom is. The decision was not a mistake, it was deliberate.

A case can be made that it’s a generational thing, I know when I had a shop in the early 90s most of my kid customers

I swear there should be a moratorium on “anything new and current” from being included in “Best of All Time” lists. Just plain disqualify anything too new, because there’s never any perspective. Way too many lists have top spots contaminated by things that were the new hot thing at the moment the list was written that

Psuedo-progressive, actually authoritarian regressive perversion of left-wing values.

Of course it’s creepy. George knows it, Marty acknowledges it too. When George asks him “What, are you gonna touch her on her—?” he’s squicked at the idea, and Marty RECOILS from the idea with a shout of “NO!”. He’s willing to fake something horrible to save his life, because he really has no other ideas, but he knows

You have to be mainlining gingold to make that kind of stretch.

No the fuck it’s not. Chuck Berry STILL created that song and contributed heavily to that style, he just ended up having his own song given to him in the past by someone who had heard him do it in the future. It’s just like how Scotty gave that plexiglass guy his own formula for transparent aluminum in Star Trek IV.

Call out the Firemen, and have the Mechanical Hound on standby to deal with those who object to the burning.

Understanding is more difficult than knee-jerk reaction. Making uncomfortable things go away is easier than confronting how they make us feel and examining what they want us to think about. Some don’t want to, some aren’t intelligent enough to understand the message beyond the surface, either way the response is the

I would go Matt Smith of Doctor Who fame, myself.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Making Deckard a Replicant guts the entire theme and core of the film. Absolutely destroys the meaning in favor of a cheap twist worthy of M Night Shamalamaman.

What is that core resonant theme and meaning, you ask? They tell you, directly, in Tyrell’s corporate slogan:

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