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I still have never seen a Michael Bay film. I take pride in that.
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I’m inclined to say yes. “The Day After the Death Star!” showed Chewie receiving a medal for his participation in the Battle of Yavin, but that story was published in 1980.
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Strawberries or no dice.
Just goes to show, not everything produced in China is cheap junk.
“The silent pictures were the purest form of cinema; the only thing they lacked was the sound of people talking and the noises. But this slight imperfection did not warrant the major changes that sound brought in… In many of the films now being made, there is very little cinema: they are mostly what I call ‘photographs of people talking.’ When we tell a story in cinema, we should resort to dialogue only when it’s impossible to do otherwise.”
— Alfred Hitchcock
I like a lot of Star trek but i feel like the TNG films were a lost opportunity.
1 great action flick, 1 mediocre film and 2 awful films.
Even Star Trek V as bad as it is has its moments. The TNG films just never really worked, and i wonder why. Great cast, the potential is there and they had good writers and creatives. Yet nothing ever really gelled.
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Eye in the Sky (Philip K. Dick)
A very good novel, verging on great — then came the final two chapters. 😠
In a lot of ways — and here be some spoilers — Eye in the Sky’s reminiscent of the Star Trek episode “Spectre of the Gun”. It’s bizarre, bewildering, beguiling … benumbing. The stakes are too low. If death in dreams don’t translate to death in reality, why should I feel invested?
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Bitches, please. Clothes make the man. Vader and Lando are the chadiest pimps this side of the Rishi Maze. Not like virgin Han with his cuck vest.
Absurd. The entire universe isn’t conservative.
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Tsundoku’s an issue of mine, too. Making an effort to combat that by reading at least two hours each day, but it’s not easy for me; I’m easily distracted.
In fact Batman Returns and Batman Forever are my favourites out of the Burton/Schumacher era.
I take it this’s a typo and you meant “Batman and Robin”.
Man all the pics on this thread feel so tasteless to me.
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My previously owned copy of Stargate: Ultimate Edition included only the director’s cut. The replacement is the 2-disc set which includes both the theatrical & director’s cuts. I’d prefer to get the newer BD release, but beggars can’t be choosers.
The incestuous kiss is what keeps drawing me back in.
I haven’t much interest in watching the films anymore, but I got the GOUT copies of SW '77 & TESB if ever the urge comes upon me.
Perhaps I’d like those movies more if they weren’t disguised as Batman films.
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INT. HELEN’S HOME/KITCHEN — NIGHT
They enter the kitchen. Walking past the succulent roasted turkey which rests cooling on the table, she goes to the counter. Opening a drawer, she collects a large carving knife and fork. Testing the knife along her thumbtip, she then retrieves a knife sharpener. Facing Clark, she takes knife to sharpener, eyes fixed on him as she expertly hones the edge to razor keenness. Replacing the sharpener in the drawer, wiping the blade off on the side of her dress, she takes up the carving fork and strides over to the turkey. She drives the fork straight into the carcass, skewering it.
Blowing a loose lock of hair out of her eyes, Helen holds the knife handle-out to Clark.
INT. HELEN’S HOME/DINING ROOM — NIGHT
Lewis, Sarah, and Lana are seated on one side of the rectangular dining table, Jonathan, Martha, and Luma on the other. Covered/uncovered side dishes and sauces occupy the tabletop; when Luma reaches out to sample one, Martha gently slaps her hand, correcting her.
Helen and Clark enter, the expertly sliced turkey carried by the lady of the house. Flashing her guests a broad grin, she sets the turkey in its place atop the table.
Moments later, Clark and Helen have taken their seats — Clark between his mother and Luma, Helen between her sister and Lana — opposite one another. As her guests serve themselves, passing the dishes across the table, Helen steeples her fingers under her chin, a slight smile across her lips. Luma studies Lewis as he fastidiously measures and arranges the portions on his plate.
HELEN
Luma-Lyn.
Luma’s gaze shifts from Lewis’ plate to Helen.
HELEN
(cont’d) I can’t place your accent. Where are you from?
LUMA
I’m French.
HELEN
(cocks eyebrow) Curious. I’ve spent time in France.
CLARK
She’s French-Canadian.
HELEN
Ah. (beat) Oh! I’ve a special treat in the kitchen. Give me but a moment.
Rising from her chair, Helen saunters into the kitchen. Moments later she reappears, a tall glass of red wine in hand.
HELEN
I’ve been saving this little item. (beat) No objections?
There’re no prohibitionists in this lot. Uncorking the bottle, Helen fills each of the adults’ glasses. She turns to Luma.
HELEN
French children are no strangers to vin with their meals. (smiles) Voulez-vous une tasse d’écureuils?
A strange expression passes across Sarah’s face.
LUMA
(slides glass forward) Please.
Smiling tightly, Helen pours Luma a glass, then takes a seat. She exchanges glances with her sister.
SARAH
(silent mouthing) Would you like a cup of squirrels‽
Taking up her glass, Helen drinks deep.
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your enemies are beyond all hope, kill them all
New theory: Jar Jar is Rey’s grandmother.
