And I get to say that it wasn't again. Yay, us!

She was also repeatedly injecting herself with something, which being a science FICTION movie, could indicate some kind of rapid healing agent.

But in real life, it's not. For example, I used to live next door to a surgeon who was an evolution denier. Religion clouds scientists' thinking, too. She does come around at the end and say she was wrong, though.

Almost everyone is.

We have a winner!

Me too! Me too!

If you re-watch the scene, the ship is fucking HUGE, and they can't really see it while running and wearing helmets. But that "running in a straight line" joke has become the shorthand for dashed unrealistic expectations. I get it.

Which was the point, but no one understands this.

Oh, absolutely.

I'll just shoehorn in this hilarious Cleveland dig here …

Yeah. These days, "sequel" means slightly changed remake.

And then told his verteBRAHS!

We're exceptional, goddammit.

I'm totally stealing that.

Ow, my balls!

Everybody who breaks through realizes that at certain points, in a successful career trajectory, you'll be bending over for the Man. It's not selling out, it's necessity. The Replacements just couldn't - or wouldn't - see it that way.

Beyond dysfunctional. I've mentioned it here before when the book's come up, but the Replacements went out of their way to piss on EVERYBODY who ever wanted or tried to help them, and then cried that they weren't as big as R.E.M. Well, no shit.

Type CANTEEN onscreen.

Clash of the Titans!

And how tall are you?