Had I the power to, I would bestow upon you all the stars the sky could spare. As you already have the coveted one star, a simple +1 Internets must suffice. ^_^

Mad respect for the gentleman who dressed as the 8th Doctor. Good to know someone remembers him. ^_^

I've actually seen one — it was at Metrocon this past year. Sadly, I was the only one who recognized who he was supposed to be. Needless to say, when there was a Dr. Who group photo call and he was told to "please stay out of the way of the cosplayers," he was rather miffed. The Eccleston Years never get any love.

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I look forward to the day when they all these medical apps work together to make a fully-functinoning Tricorder device.

This sounds less like a case of Moby Dick and more like a pan-galactic interpretation of Monitor versus Merrimack.

Ick! This reminds me of the time I visited the Pensacola region of Florida: The algae were in full-bloom and the beaches were caked green with the vile slime. Rancid garbage swill stirred into melted plastic and tainted with lime food coloring, this is the only way to accurately describe the tactile sensations of…

Yes, yes; you read my mind, yes! Can you imagine them doing the Evil Ash scenes from Evil Dead II and Army of Darkness? I know I can. X-D

Hurm . . . The robot girl from Small Wonder was named Vickie; the name of the evil computer from Will Smith's I, Robot was named VIKI. Coincidence? Or is it possible that I, Robot is the logical sequel/conclusion to Small Wonder? [strokes invisible goatee]

Yeah, I'm guilty of this as well: I watched the previews up to the point where they showed the crew — led by a rogue in a large, brown coat and wielding an awesome gun — discovering a young brunette inside a briefcase, then immediately set my television on fire and threw it out the window. (Mild exaggeration, of…

Really? Name one.

I remember watching this show like it was a small religion; the episode "The Problem at Thor Bridge," a personal favorite. Broke my heart when I heard Jeremy Brett died. The man was the purest, truest incarnation of the world's greatest literary detective. Glad to know I'm not the only one who thinks so.

That and its ending credits music. Terrifying stuff. ;-D

It's been that way for the longest time in Hollywood, with the most frequent perpetrators of this crime being horror films. This is a tradition that dates back all the way to cinema’s heyday; the most notable example being the original 1960s The Blob, starring a very not teenage Steve McQueen playing a high school…

All well and good, but what does this have to do with Scientology?

Only in the right hands, though. The wrong writing/directing team and we'll be subjugated to another Jonah Hex.

Time to get Banderas on their @$$es.

This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.