Thandie Newton must be beefing up a storm in that pic because James Marsden is having none of it.

You can trust Gaiman all you want, but it’s an adaptation. As far as I’m concerned, Gaiman’s lucky to have even been involved in what is essentially a separate work of art, driven by another artist’s interpretation and vision, in a medium vastly different from the one it’s being adapted from. And I’m someone who loved…

The first season already improved on the book, and I’m more of a Fuller kind of person than Gaiman (who’s a bit overrated to me).

Ah. Comp. Sci.