This is more a case of "What if Star Wars were made by the DC Animated guys?" Of couse, I understand why you couldn't use that title, because that would probably get the whole internet ridiculously excited, and even more disappointed that it's just some goofy crossover artwork.

With Freud and Jung, it's more like proto-science.

Exploding is certainly not out of the question. This is a David Cronenberg movie, after all.

I just can't take this formula seriously until it factors in the likelihood that there's an inquisitor robot that travels through time erasing worthless people from existence and replacing them with alternate beings who would have been born in their place.

You've hit on what is probably my biggest pet peeve about Hollywood. They treat screenwriting like it's some necessary evil to get the movie from one set piece to another, rather than being the backbone of a good movie.

"So Meyer wants movies that are better than Cowboys and Aliens, but not as good as A Beautiful Mind. Not mediocre, just not great. (What's in between mediocre and great? I think the answer to that question would be worth a billion dollars in Hollywood.)"

As of a few weeks ago, I could've put The Thing or Solaris, but I've been working my way through sci-fi and horror classics. The most famous sci-fi films I haven't seen are probably Wrath of Khan and Godzilla.

Idunno, I thought Clash of the Titans stuck pretty true to the Odyssey's source material.

So which form of torture is worse, being poisoned, shot, beaten, and drowned, or being forced to watch the movie adaptations of Alan Moore's works?

Idunno, I doubt Lewis Carroll would be upset about Moore's depiction of Alice.

To Snyder's credit, Watchmen is probably the LEAST dumbed-down adaptation of Alan Moore's work to hit the big screen. Of course, given the quality of the other Moore adaptations, that doesn't really say a whole lot.

You know who'd be perfect for the lead role in this movie? Nathan Fillion.

Hari from Solaris was doing the dead ex-wife come back as manifestation of a grieving husband's memories thing long before Mal Cobb.

I wouldn't call Speed racer a sly commentary. The Wachowskis don't do sly. Their heavy-handedness is probably their biggest weakness as filmmakers, IMO.

Whenever I mention that 28 Days Later is my favorite zombie movie, I inevitably get someone who talks about how they're not real zombies. Sadly, my usual reply of "Why, because it doesn't involve any voodoo curses?" just leads to looks of confusion.

Life and death are a seamless continuum.

Dear God let it be Birthright.

This hybrid Lovecraft-Seuss writing style sure looks like a cosmic horror to me.

A promising internet infrastructure can't make up for a crumbling real-world one.

Yeah, what I meant was that real velociraptors were tiny, like the size of a small dog. Just making a bad joke at the expense of Jurassic Park.