Are these photos pre- or post-wreck? With the Type R’s “extreme” styling, I find it hard to tell.

Looks like something I would have drawn when I was twelve. Which is to say, TOTALLY RAD!

If a plane is going at or above its takeoff speed (or some combination of actual speed and a headwind is creating similar conditions over the wings), it’s going to take off. As other commenters have pointed out, the treadmill is irrelevant. However, this article confuses the issue with the photo of the (WWII…

“No writer has signed on yet, but that’s fine, because the plan is for Miller to make a Terminator movie with James Cameron first, then move on to Neuromancer.”

Fortunately the Dark Tower books *have* pictures, so you could potentially read them.

Awesome, now I can finally re-read the Bat Duston stories.

Correct me if I’m wrong but isn’t there a huge, incredibly stupid deus ex machina in this movie? “The big machine got blowed up! Oh no!” One minute later: “Never mind, another big machine was secretly built somewhere else and is ready to go so no harm no foul!”

Someone already re-did Star Wars with medieval props. It’s called Eragon by Christopher Paolini.

And I’m just a billionaire who lacks a billion dollars.

The TL;DR version is, Corvette owners are mostly “stretching” to afford them, so they can’t risk damaging them.

I guess if it happened in the distant past of the late 90s it really is “nothing new.”

He could run as a “new” kind of Xenomorph, like, all the other members of the Xenomorph Party just want to kill everyone and drink their blood, but this one wants to take care of everybody and give them terrific health care. Then, after he gets elected, it turns out he just wants to kill everyone and drink their…

There seems to be this idea that if a movie’s not good, a sequel will come along to redeem it, by tying up loose ends or making its nonsensical parts make some kind of retrospective sense, or whatever. This idea is BS. People, and Hollywood, used to understand this: if a movie’s not good, don’t make sequels to it.

Aesthetic judgments are really class judgments in disguise. A rare steak is “sophisticated” whereas well-done is for boors—why? Because the rich can afford good cuts of meat that taste good when lightly cooked, whereas the poor buy tough cuts that must be cooked a long time to be made palatable. A car is considered…

Look, guys, it was about Syria, okay? They just wanted to talk about Syria. That’s what three anonymous sources inside the White House (at least one of whom is probably not related to or currently drawing a paycheck from Trump) said. They’re probably on the level, so there’s definitely nothing to see here. Just…

I dig it, but you should have done a better job masking, especially around the taillights. The original paint should be entirely covered, so you can’t even tell what color it used to be, as if the layers of graffiti are so many that the original paint is totally buried.

Maybe, but the point of a sports car is to go fast, yes? If the Ferrari owner was so interested in tunes and cold air, he could have brought a Lexus sedan to the track and tooled around in even colder air and better sounding tunes.

Yawn. Wake me up when there’s a hypercar with one *million* horsepower.

That’s great, they’re finally making Stanislaw Lem’s series of whimsical “robot fables” into mov—wait. YA? Postapocalypse? Oh never mind.

Trump tomorrow: “I never revealed classified info, cuz I never said the subs were in the East China Sea, 200 miles south of Jeju Island, latitude 30 north, 126 east, like the #FAKEMEDIA was saying I did. Sad!”