“Where are those transmissions you intercepted? What have you done with those plans?”

JOY TANNER

Mike O said:

Jedi Master Skywalker said:

I love OUT

We all do, that’s why we’re here 😉.

Its OUD* I love.

*The “D” stands for “duology”.

Tobar said:

STAR WARS - Sc. 38 Reimagined Teaser Trailer

Though I’m loath to use the phrase: “Awesome sauce.”

This one’s a live performance rather than a music video.

Alannah Myles: “Song Instead of a Kiss”

That cry towards the end sends shivers up my spine every time.

Trump is a repugnant toad.

suspiciouscoffee said:

Don’t just tell me “it sucks” because I’m fully aware already.

You don’t suck, not as a person and not as a writer. I read the story above; it’s got acerbic wit, it’s reminiscent of Lynch, and I enjoyed it very much.

EXT. KENT FARM — KENT HOME — DAY

We have jumped forward three months. Jonathan and Clark are now in their front yard, working on repairs to the Model T. A farm jack precariously propping up the rear end of the vehicle, Jonathan lies beneath the vehicle’s undercarriage, working away while Clark sits crouched down low with a toolbox beside him.

JONATHAN

Alright, hand me the wrench.

Reaching into the toolbox, Clark fishes around until he finds the wrench and hands it to his father. Opening the front door, Martha steps out onto the porch.

MARTHA

Time to get yourselves inside and washed up, boys. Supper’s on.

JONATHAN

(sighs) I guess we’re calling it a night, Clark. (beat) It looks like rain. Pick the tools up and put the box in the cab.

Collecting the loose tools, Clark takes up the toolbox, crosses to the right side of the truck, and opens the door. That action is enough to pop the jack loose. Registering the imminent danger, Clark reacts automatically; in a blur of motion, he dashes over to the back end of the truck, grabs the underside of the bed, and holds it there in place, preventing the vehicle from collapsing onto Jonathan and crushing him.

CLARK

Got it, Pa! (pained) Can’t hold it….

Jonathan scrambles out from beneath the truck, his small son straining to hold up a vehicle the elder Kent couldn’t begin to lift under his own power. Once Jonathan is clear, Clark lets go, allowing the rear of the truck to slam down. Martha just stands there on the porch, flabbergasted.

INT. KENT HOME/LIVING ROOM — NIGHT

Jonathan sits on the couch while Martha paces about the room, restless and irate.

MARTHA

(cont’d) For three months you’ve known! Land’s sakes alive! Three months!

JONATHAN

I was planning on telling you, Martha….

MARTHA

(stops in mid-stride; faces Jonathan) That date wouldn’t have coincided with Clark’s 18th birthday by any chance, now, would it?

JONATHAN

What should I have said, Martha? “Honey, a bull trampled our son into the earth this afternoon, but don’t you worry, 'cause our boy’s a modern age Achilles; he got right back up without so much as a scratch on him.”? (beat) I wanted to give it some time, figure out a way to break the news to you gently, to … to avoid a reaction.

MARTHA

(taps foot impatiently) What type of reaction?

JONATHAN

(frowns) This type of reaction, exactly! (beat) I figured on telling you sooner, but I guess the time got away from me….

Sighing, Martha lets her frustration go. She takes a seat beside her husband on the couch.

MARTHA

But this is the first time Clark … did this?

JONATHAN

He certainly wasn’t a Hercules in miniature this April, I can tell you.

Her features creased with worry, Martha takes Jonathan’s hands in hers.

MARTHA

First invulnerability, then superhuman strength. By God, Jonathan, what if this is only the beginning? What if Clark develops more abilities? What if he becomes … what is our son going to become?

JONATHAN

He’ll be our son, Martha, come what may. Trust in that.

INT. KENT HOME/DINING ROOM — DAY

We have jumped forward to 1925. Martha sets a plate of scrambled eggs and crisp bacon down on the dining room table as Clark hurries past in single-minded purpose for the front door.

MARTHA

Where are you going, Clark?

CLARK

I’m running late, Ma.

MARTHA

(bemused) You surely have time enough to sit down and —

In a blink of an eye, Clark is gone — along with the bacon and eggs which had moments before been resting upon the now-cleared plate.

MARTHA

(cont’d) eat your breakfast. (sighs)

EXT. MAIN ROAD — DAY

A motorcyclist rides along the main road into Smallville. As a railway crossing appears ahead, he notices a locomotive bearing down on it, and so decides to put the pedal to the metal to beat it. As the motorcyclist zooms ahead, leaning into the artificial wind, Clark comes up alongside him. Noticing Clark out of the corner of his eye, he does a double take. Though Clark is only riding his mere bicycle, by pedalling at super speed, he’s able to keep pace with the motorcyclist.

As the two riders close in upon the crossing, Clark puts on an extra bit of speed; like a shot from a gun, he leaves the motorcyclist eating his dust, clearing the track in an instant. By the time the locomotive comes barrelling down the track, forcing the motorcyclist to hit his breaks and wait out the train’s passing, Clark’s already one-eighth of a mile into the distance.

INT. KENT HOME/CLARK’S BEDROOM — DAY

We have jumped forward to 1927. Clark is seated at his desk, doing homework, when Jonathan appears in the door.

JONATHAN

Clark.

CLARK

(faces Jonathan) Hey, Pa. What is it?

JONATHAN

I was hoping you’d take some time out of your schedule to help your fool pop find his glasses again.

CLARK

Not a problem. (looks down & squints)

CLARK’S P.O.V. — LIVING ROOM

The carpeted floor disappears beneath Clark, affording him a view of the floors on the storey underfoot. Zooming in, he focuses in on the living room couch. The couch cushions themselves grow transparent, revealing Jonathan’s glasses wedged between them.

INT. KENT HOME/CLARK’S BEDROOM — DAY

CLARK

They’re inside the couch.

JONATHAN

Glasses are more trouble than they’re worth, son. Count your blessings you’ll never have to wear the damned things.

EXT. FOREST — DAY

We have jumped forward to 1929. Clark is running through the woods, blue-merled Shelby — his four-month-old puppy — tagging along beside him. As they emerge through the trees, they come to the edge of a large, deep ravine. Though Shelby stops in her tracks, Clark takes a running leap clear across the ravine.

CLARK

Yahoo!

Landing on the other side, Clark turns to Shelby. The puppy begins barking, despondent that she can’t follow her master.

FADE OUT

END CREDITS

SilverWook said:

There’s plenty of room for civilized debate on a movie, but some people just want to watch the fandom burn it seems.

How else is the phoenix to be born anew?

suspiciouscoffee said:

White Christmas (1954) - Did not finish. Got a little more than halfway through, but then decided to google “minstrel show” because I didn’t know what it was and… conveniently remembered something I had to go do right then immediately.

Bring balance to the force. Watch Black Christmas next.

Warbler said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

Warbler said:

SilverWook said:

https://thinkprogress.org/new-pro-trump-ad-features-little-girl-thanking-trump-for-letting-us-say-merry-christmas-again-11131bee0a79/
They’re spending One Million dollars on this ad campaign. Maybe they could have donated to a charity or something? And here I was feeling guilty for buying myself a Christmas present!
I’m sure the little girl was coached. Say the line, and we’ll give you a puppy! 😛

Wow, I didn’t know that until Trump took over, we couldn’t say Merry Christmas. hmm.

Christmas is the Candlejack of holidays.

huh?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PB4qDhbFHn0

Warbler said:

SilverWook said:

https://thinkprogress.org/new-pro-trump-ad-features-little-girl-thanking-trump-for-letting-us-say-merry-christmas-again-11131bee0a79/
They’re spending One Million dollars on this ad campaign. Maybe they could have donated to a charity or something? And here I was feeling guilty for buying myself a Christmas present!
I’m sure the little girl was coached. Say the line, and we’ll give you a puppy! 😛

Wow, I didn’t know that until Trump took over, we couldn’t say Merry Christmas. hmm.

Christmas was the Candlejack of holidays.

TavorX said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

I haven’t seen TLJ and won’t, and the same will hold true for the Han Solo movie and Ep. IX. People are free to doubt my commitment if they so wish; the world will go on regardless.

What made you avoid this film? After seeing TFA? After the trailer for TLJ? The reviews?

Reviews and general spoilers. Luke is my favourite SW character, and honestly his characterization in ROTJ – the promise that he would go on to recreate the Jedi – is essentially the only major thing I liked from that film. It’s bad enough that TFA introduced the concept that Luke’s nascent Jedi Order was eradicated by his own nephew, but I could’ve lived with it if Luke kept his head up and kept on truckin’. Instead he runs off to hide and wallow in self pity while the galaxy deteriorates in his absence. To me that is complete and utter character assassination; I refuse to dignify the movie’s existence by watching it.

I haven’t seen TLJ and won’t, and the same will hold true for the Han Solo movie and Ep. IX. People are free to doubt my commitment if they so wish; the world will go on regardless.

Possessed said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

Possessed said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

Possessed said:

Also most of these wishes aren’t for “presents” or “Gifts”. Getting a girlfriend isn’t getting a gift, is finding a treasure and it’s something you have to do for yourself women aren’t objects to be given or taken.

I think you’re taking things too literally.

I think if you really want a wife you should get out and find one

No. I want to have one handed to me, regardless of what her feelings on the matter are. After all, that’s totally what I implied in my first post.

The topic is “what do you want for Christmas” and you said that was what you wanted, and that’s generally how Christmas gifts work, so yeah you’re right that is what you implied. Thanks for understanding.

And I also want some child slaves. You totally forgot about that.

RicOlie_2 said:

You haven’t seen much of me in the past year or so as it is, though I have been lurking every so often recently, but you’ll see even less of me in the next year. I’ll be going into the seminary, which includes a year-long media fast at the beginning (i.e. no computer, TV, phone, etc.).

Possessed said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

Possessed said:

Also most of these wishes aren’t for “presents” or “Gifts”. Getting a girlfriend isn’t getting a gift, is finding a treasure and it’s something you have to do for yourself women aren’t objects to be given or taken.

I think you’re taking things too literally.

I think if you really want a wife you should get out and find one

No. I want to have one handed to me, regardless of what her feelings on the matter are. After all, that’s totally what I implied in my first post.

yhwx said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

Possessed said:

Also most of these wishes aren’t for “presents” or “Gifts”. Getting a girlfriend isn’t getting a gift, is finding a treasure and it’s something you have to do for yourself women aren’t objects to be given or taken.

I think you’re taking things too literally.

He’s not wrong.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZqleQQ34zt8

I just drank some Coke that expired back in September. It was mostly flat and tasted faintly of the plastic bottle from which it sprang.

Overall, it was none too cromulent.

Possessed said:

Also most of these wishes aren’t for “presents” or “Gifts”. Getting a girlfriend isn’t getting a gift, is finding a treasure and it’s something you have to do for yourself women aren’t objects to be given or taken.

I think you’re taking things too literally.

So tempted to make “We Are Doom” my sock now.

I had my suspicions before, but only now are they confirmed; Dr. Doom is my #1 favourite supervillain.

Mrebo said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

Matt.F said:

I saw this and couldn’t resist one last post… this is a wonderful example of how little has changed. Way back on June 13th 1983 the proto-internet Usenet allowed for a regular fan, not a professional movie reviewer or journo, to post his thoughts about George Lucas’s new movie Return Of The Jedi.

[trimmed for brevity]

So there you have it… proof that butthurt Star Wars nerds have been around long before this current generation of whiners and nitpickers nursing their rings following The Last Jedi!

Actually, it’s proof that some people had enough insight to realize ROTJ was crap from Day 1 instead of wallowing in nostalgic delusion for four decades.

I reject this claptrap about people loving or hating a SW movie mostly because of nostalgia. There are many thoughtful detailed posts explaining reasons for different preferences beyond a vague desire for nostalgia.

FWIW, my remark wasn’t 100% serious. Matt chose to blow one person’s none-too-critical review out of proportion and cast everyone with an opinion contrary to his in as bad a light as possible; I was only giving him a taste of his own medicine.

theprequelsrule said:

…can never happen. In an ideal world, George Lucas would have kept directing and writing films, keeping his craft sharp. He has Maria by his side, complementing his strengths, compensating for his weaknesses. Around 1990, George realizes that he does not need any more advanced special effects to make more Star Wars films; he just needs good stories. He makes the ST focusing on Luke’s efforts to rebuild the Jedi and Leia’s efforts to rebuild the Republic. The films are released in 1993, 1995, and 1997.

On top of that, Gary Kurtz’s poignant Revenge of the Jedi would’ve been the concluding chapter of the OT instead of the namby pamby twincestual teddy bear picnic.