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Yep, HBO. And it definitely does. Like any anthology show, it has hits and misses (Twilight Zone would waver in quality incredibly, from boring and hokey to genre-changingly clever). The first episode, The Man Who Was Death, is an absolutely perfect use of the format.

“There is a story that turned out to be true about a virgin and her son who had some pretty wacky ideas. That virgin was my sister and her son Lyle has a learning disability.” –Kenneth, 30 Rock

And as everyone knows, the moment you kiss your husband and child publicly you've staved off divorce for decades to come.

Which is a much, much more traditional sci-fi ending. Mad scientist killed by his own creation kind of thing.

I didn't get any nuance to the character in the book. Just a selfish capitalist - he talks about the park in terms of profit almost immediately, which Attenborough's Hammond sees as secondary to creating something beautiful and disruptive and magnanimous. I know other people have said it, but I find Attenborough much

I'd agree with you, but the piece they put out this week interviewing the guy from Swans about his depression is beautiful.

Why didn't they hedge their bets, and do a True Detective thing?

This is a good point, I just wish the show made it. I wish there was a moment they were all sitting around with the footage, trying to decide what to do with it. Abraham could chime in and get frustrated at the apparent bureaucracy of them discussing "proper channels" and shit, and head off to do what he sees as "real

The I Am Legend book by Richard Matheson tackled this a little bit.

Film has created a strange false-dichotomy where women showing human weakness has become sexist (or at the least, patriarchal). It's so strange.

I read it more as a fuck-grunt, like "UNFFFGH."

I bet a real life argument around that would be dealt with more guttural nonsense, too.

The only way that scene would work is if later they abduct her, and she admits she is just a negotiator some Anonymous-like group hired her for and told her to claim she was the King Hacker.

Yeah, she just seemed like a young scrappy kid with moderate internet experience, and Abraham couldn't be bothered to learn how to operate a search engine. She felt right at home, and it was kind of a clever device to have him trick a kid into doing his dirty work without her getting her hands actually dirty, or

I like that their idea of being "original" is not casting a fat bearded dude as king hacker - but this is the only alternative?

In most of his projects, all the identity and personality to the project just gets sucked out and replaced with bland, by-the-numbers stuff. I can't blame him for everything - Stephen King's history with film/tv production would suggest his hands are dirty as hell - but when you see the same kind of bland badness

I liked Cigarette Burns enough to still think about it from time-to-time. When it wasn't legitimately creepy (de-winged angel sadly staring at you), it was awesome-bad (Udo Kier ran his intestines through a projector).

For all its faults, it is a well-cast movie, and most of the cast seems committed to the concept. Even the Rosie casting isn't THAT bad, considering that was before she became a walking shorthand for "annoying celebrity."

These truly are the days of lasers in the jungle, though.

I was reminded of this in a Guardians of the Galaxy exchange between (*spoilers? jesus people just see the movie*) Drax and Ronan towards the end.