DuracellEnergizer

I guess slask comes from the universe where effect precedes cause.

PETA and all the celebrities who associate themselves with PETA can go fuck themselves.

Well, I have brought up my own pet theory on midi-chlorians before:

http://originaltrilogy.com/forum/topic.cfm/Do-the-Star-Wars-movies-contain-evidence-that-Lucas-makes-it-up-as-he-goes/post/739465/#TopicPost739465

In this scenario, midi-chlorians can be genetically modified so that they can be repurposed as microscopic Force-wielders, put to whatever purpose the modifier wants them for.  You want them to suck a person dry of the Force, eventually killing them? It's done. You want to do the complete opposite and restore a sick person to full health? No sweat. You want to induce asexual reproduction in a human woman? It's a snap.

Of course, depending on how much you want to hold to TCW, I don't know how this theory can be applied. The way midi-chlorians were depicted in the final episodes of the show strongly suggest they can't be reduced to simple Force-parasites.

SilverWook said:

Some people sadly do not care.

Anyway, here's Salacious Crumb hanging out with the Grady Twins from The Shining, for no adequately explored reason.

I desperately want to see the above made into a horror film.

Ronster's put me on ignore.

Usually, I'm in the dark when someone puts me on ignore. This time, though, I have a pretty good idea why he's put me there -- four of them, in fact:

http://originaltrilogy.com/forum/topic.cfm/When-Should-we-see-the-Falcons-Mandibles-out-the-window/post/766980/#TopicPost766980

http://originaltrilogy.com/forum/topic.cfm/When-Should-we-see-the-Falcons-Mandibles-out-the-window/post/767068/#TopicPost767068

http://originaltrilogy.com/forum/topic.cfm/When-Should-we-see-the-Falcons-Mandibles-out-the-window/post/767468/#TopicPost767468

http://originaltrilogy.com/forum/topic.cfm/When-Should-we-see-the-Falcons-Mandibles-out-the-window/post/767577/#TopicPost767577

I'd say he has some pretty thin skin, but judging by his obsessive fixation on the OT's insignificant technical gaffes, that'd just be stating the obvious.

D'oheth!

Stop trying to sabotage my humour!

^Wouldn't that detergent have lost it's effective cleaning power after all those years?

^Who is this "we" you speak of? Are you an alien hive mind?

DuracellEnergizer said:

darth_ender said:

Ronster's day:

Wake up

Pour cereal

Put in some version of TESB

Watch 6 frames of TESB while eating cereal

Pore over significance of said frames trying to find something that gives away that we are watching a movie and not real life

Post on OT.com

If it's not too busy, have lunch and dinner somewhere in there

Toss and turn over that day's wretched discoveries as they destroy viewing experience permanently unless fixed by Adywan until falling asleep

;)

Would that change be from the '04 version?

Danfun128 said:

Corusaunt has been mentioned in Star Wars Legends long before TPM came out. In fact I remember in one of the documentaries has Lucas correct Jake Lloyd on how to say Corusaunt (In the clip he pronouned it cor-u-scant. To be fair, pre TPM games like Tie Fighter pronouced it that way also)

LOL. This has to be the only time Lucas' preferred pronunciation for something in his universe actually found its way into the films themselves.

As an aside, I'd just like to say I prefer the "scant" pronunciation over the "sant" one and continue to use it exclusively. Same with pronouncing the final syllable in Palpatine's name as "tyne" instead of "teen".

Yep, Marvel indeed gave its own interpretation of the infamous Ord Mantell bounty hunter encounter in the last couple panels of issue 37. Here's what the bounty hunter looked like:

Truth is there are few different tellings of the encounter out there. In addition to Marvel's and the one in the newspaper strip, there was also this one. There many even be more.

SilverWook said:

I know NASA has it's budget issues, but is it that hard for them to get a widescreen copy of Episode III?

ROTS isn't worthy of a widescreen screening (or even a fullscreen one, for that matter). 

bkev said:

I am more than a little tired of how needlessly connected this universe is, personally.

This is probably the main reason why I'll never bother with the MCU ever again. I hate the shared universe concept, especially when it's played up. 

captainsolo said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

Mondess122 said:

Mulholland Drive (2001) - ?. ?, ? ? ? ?. ?: ? ?. ? ?! ? ? ? ? ?? ?, ?. ? out of ?.

I agree. Mulholland Drive's pretty conventional compared to some of Lynch's earlier, better work, so this is a pretty fair rating. 

 One of the worst pictures I've ever seen. I still don't get it, nor do I really want to. Never will I understand people's admiration for it.

Honestly, I don't admire it all that much myself. Not that I hate it, but after a certain point, it just becomes rather meh for me. It's not one of Lynch's films I'd really care to see again. 

Oh, and I guess I should use this time to clarify to Frink that my comment on the movie being conventional compared to his earlier work wasn't at all serious. It isn't even close.

Randomer.

darth_ender said:

Ronster's day:

Wake up

Pour cereal

Put in some version of TESB

Watch 6 frames of TESB while eating cereal

Pore over significance of said frames trying to find something that gives away that we are watching a movie and not real life

Post on OT.com

If it's not too busy, have lunch and dinner somewhere in there

Toss and turn over that day's wretched discoveries as they destroy viewing experience permanently unless fixed by Adywan until falling asleep

;)

Had a particularily creepy dream early this morning where I ventured into an ancient, run-down, moss-covered house, where I was subsequently attacked and vampirized by a vampire who looked like a dessicated Whoopi Goldberg.

Honestly, why can't modern horror films have even half as much cool imagery and atmosphere as my dreams? Should I ever reach my goal of becoming a director one day, I must make a short film based on this one.

Bobocop said:

The green space is brighter than the blue space.

But nothing beats the red-and-teal space for utmost cromulence. 

Coruscant was created by Timothy Zahn for the Thrawn Trilogy.

generalfrevious said:

Even if the OOT was not lost

It isn't, so drop the schtick. 

INT. CORUSCANT -- JEDI TEMPLE/WINDU APARTMENT/UZOCHI'S BEDROOM -- DAY

Cautiously, Siri enters Uzochi's bedroom. A small room, it doesn't contain much; a bed, a closet, a dresser, two small chairs, and a couple toys are all that take up space within it. 'Chi has hidden himself somewhere in here, but it's only a matter of time before Siri finds him.

SIRI: 'Chi, I know you're in here. There's no point hiding from me -- I know where you are.

Treading softly, the Jedi Knight makes her way over to the closet door. Pulling it open, she finds it stuffed bottom-to-top with various stuffed toys; there, wedged between a plush Kreevaki and paddle-footed sapient from the Brodo Asogi system, is Uzochi's young head.

SIRI: (grins) Gotcha!

Unfortunately for Siri, Uzochi doesn't share her good humour. Discovered, the young boy shrieks in terror and bursts through the pile of stuffed creatures, dashing past Siri and out the open door as stuffed animals bombard the poor woman like soft meteoroids.

SIRI: (sighs) Ancients preserve me ...

EXT. WESTPORT -- DOCKING BAY 77 -- DAY

At the Westport spaceport, right outside the entrance into Docking Bay 77, Capt. Bail Organa waits. Leaning against the wall, he checks his wrist chronometre for what must be the fiftieth time that afternoon.  

As if materializing from the shadows of Westport itself, Obi-Wan and Anakin suddenly appear. 

BAIL: It's about time you two got here. We were about ready to take off without you.

ANAKIN: Sorry. We had some business to take care of first.

BAIL: Let's go.

The three men proceed to enter the docking bay.

INT. WESTPORT -- DOCKING BAY 77 -- DAY

Within the dim interior of the docking bay, Bail leads the two Jedi toward the ship they will be making the trip to the Bajilon system on.

BAIL: Gentlemen, may I present you the Wayward Son.

Standing before them, like a great big cheeseburger with an olive stuck to its side and a great big bite taken out of it, is the Wayward Son. A YT-1300 light freighter which came off the assembly line twenty-five years ago, it is as old as Obi-Wan. As such, the ship's surface bears the tell-tale signs of weathering, patching, and carbon-scoring that come with almost three decades of constant action.

ANAKIN: (snickers) What a piece of junk.

BAIL: You ever hear of not judging a book by it's cover, son?

ANAKIN: I wouldn't know. I haven't ever seen a book.

BAIL: (to Obi-Wan) You've never taken him to a museum?

The Jedi Knight merely shrugs.

BAIL: (sighs) Let's go on inside.

INT. WAYWARD SON/MAIN HOLD -- DAY

Bail, Obi-Wan, and Nik enter the main hold, where they find six individuals -- CMDR. RAIA VANESS; CMDR. JANGO CODY; MSC. KÄTHE NAAD; DR. ZOSIME MOULIN; SPACEMAN PETRA ANTILLES; and SN. MAL'AKHI -- waiting for them. The officers and scholars all stop whatever it is they're doing to momentarily focus their attention on the Jedi.

BAIL: (to Obi-Wan and Nik) You met these folks at the briefing, but I don't believe you were formally introduced.

OBI-WAN: Other than Cmdr. Vaness, I haven't had the pleasure, no.

CMDR. VANESS: (salutes Obi-Wan) Greetings, Master Kenobi. It's nice to see you again.

OBI-WAN: And you as well, Commander. 

CMDR. VANESS: (nods to Nik) I don't believe I've met your handsome companion before, however.

ANAKIN: (bows) Anakin Tan Skywalker at your service, madame.

CMDR. VANESS: (grins) Handsome and genteel. You must do some lucky girl proud, Master Skywalker.

ANAKIN: (grins) I try my best.

BAIL: As for the rest of the team ... (points at a lanky Gungan female) That's Dr. Zosime Moulin, our resident astrocartographer.

DR. MOULIN: (gives the two Jedi a short wave) Salutations.

BAIL: (points at a willowly Human woman with pale skin and long, brown hair) That's Käthe Naad.

MSC. NAAD: (smiles) Cryptographer.

BAIL: (points at a Human male, a muscular Falleen woman, and a black-furred Talz) And that's Cmdr. Jango Cody and Spacemen Petra Antilles and Mal'Akhi, the muscle of the group.

OBI-WAN: Hello.

ANAKIN: Hey.

A stocky man of average height, Cmdr. Cody has close-cropped black hair, a swarthy complexion, and a face so stern it could have been chiselled from hard stone. Cocking an eyebrow, he issues one, low grunt.

OBI-WAN: (under his breath) Not the talkative type, is he?

BAIL: Jango's a man of action, not words.

OBI-WAN: Worked with him before?

BAIL: (nods) Last year, in the Battle of Concord Dawn.

OBI-WAN: Not Imperial, is he?

BAIL: No.

OBI-WAN: Journeyman Protector?

BAIL: Yes. 

OBI-WAN: I've heard they're excellent fighters.

BAIL: You heard correctly.

Their conversation ends there.

INT. JEDI TEMPLE/WINDU APARTMENT/MACE & ADI'S BEDROOM -- DAY

Uzochi, having fled his bedroom for that of his parents, is now in hiding under their large bed.

Having surmised 'Chi's probable location, Siri enters the bedroom doorway, a food tray held in her arms. Reticent to scare the child any more than she already has, she remains motionless in the doorframe.

SIRI: 'Chi, is it alright if I come in? (beat) I prepared a snack for us. (beat) I'm going to come inside now, okay?

Tentatively, Siri walks inside. Taking small steps, she makes her way to the end of the bed.

SIRI: I made two sandwiches, 'Chi, one for you and one for me. I'm just going to set this tray down now and have one. You don't have to join me if you don't want to, but it'd be sad if the sandwich I made for you goes to waste.

Slowly, she lowers the tray onto the carpeted floor, right in front of Uzochi's eyes. Just as slowly, she sits down, crossing her legs before her. Then, picking up a sandwich, she begins to eat.

Moments pass. His hunger overpowering his fear, 'Chi crawls out from under the bed and cautiously sits down across from Siri.

SIRI: (smiles) Would you like your sandwich?

UZOCHI: (reserved) Yes, please.

Her smile broadening into a grin, Siri hands the boy his sandwich.

EXT. SPACE -- CORUSCANT

Leaving the bronze surface of Coruscant, the Wayward Son heads toward the star-spangled fabric of darkness that is deep space. 

INT. WAYWARD SON/COCKPIT

Raia Vaness sits in the pilot's seat, hands on the controls, while Bail stands over her.

BAIL: Course laid in?

CMDR. VANESS: Course laid in.

BAIL: Then engage hyperdrive whenever you're ready, Commander.

CMDR. VANESS: Aye, Captain.

Vaness pulls back on the hyperdrive levers, engaging the drive.

BAIL: Bajilon system, here we come.

CMDR. VANESS: That's the plan, at any rate.

EXT. SPACE

Carried forward on pseudo-motion, the Son is catapulted into the depthless fathoms of hyperspace.

I don't know whether to be amused by the kid's naivete or distressed at how the PT's warped his outlook on the Jedi.

Oh, well, if this teaches more parents to keep their children from watching the prequels until they're much older, then I'm thankful.