- Post
- #1242002
- Topic
- Science Fiction or Space Fantasy - what is Star Wars
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- https://originaltrilogy.com/post/id/1242002/action/topic#1242002
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Not that I really care.
My stance on this entire debate.
This user has been banned.
Not that I really care.
My stance on this entire debate.
Eminem’s Kamikaze is pretty great and resparkled my interest in him, so i’ve been relistening to his disco
Fools and their money are soon parted. . . .
Duracell is a great master code breaker as evidenced by the red plom bloom
It is clear this is marketed to feminists. ugh.
What’s wrong with that? Are you anti-feminist?
I am not what you would call anti-feminist, but I am not a feminist either.
Afeminist?
arse job! 😃
Hopefully dahmage says:
I don’t understand the question, and I won’t respond to it.I do.
I don’t understand the answer, and I won’t respond to it.
But to add to what he said about waiting, don’t wait too long. Spending years in love with your best friend who doesn’t feel the same is far worse than not having a best friend. Take it from me.
agreed.
Y’all say that now, but give fourteen years of isolation a try. . . .
Flying foxes are fuckin’ fabulous.
just wait until you find out what I told her about the Easter Bunny.
You made hasenpfeffer out of him, didn’t you?
Had myself an unwelcome bout of sleep paralysis.
I was in bed, dozing, when I heard my sister calling for me upstairs. Her voice sounded distant, muffled, so I figured I was asleep and dreaming all this and didn’t bother to get up or respond. Then I heard the music from the Pink Floyd song “In the Flesh” playing in the background; it was if my sister had turned it on at full-volume to rouse me from sleep, though it had the same distant, muffled quality her voice had. Then I felt myself being shaken. I opened my eyes and saw three figures over me; the first was my father — some 20-30 years younger than he is now; the second was a rail-thin man with fine hair and stringy beard who looked vaguely familiar; the third was out in the corner of my eye, and I couldn’t see them clearly (my sister?). My father looked kinda-sorta concerned for me, but the second man had something of a malevolent look on his face, and he moved forward in a creepy herky-jerky fashion. All of them made these unsettling noises, like something between roars and hisses. I shut my eyes and tried to move, but couldn’t. Then I felt a weird sensation, like the room was quaking around me. Then it was over and I was fully awake.
I guess this is what comes of a night spent watching horror movies and reading Hellboy comics.
★★★★★★★☆☆☆
★★★★★★☆☆☆☆
★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆
This movie is a smorgasbord of ineptitude; Brigitte Nielsen can’t act, William Mesa can’t direct, Nick Davis can’t write, and most everything else exists on a spectrum of middling to embarrassing. On the plus side, Ms. Nielsen’s an Amazonian sexpot and Richard Moll is absolutely scrumptious in his supreme hamminess, so there’s no way in hell I could dislike this movie.
★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆
★★★★★★★☆☆☆
The apotheosis of Nicolas Cage.
★★★★★★★★★★
★★★★★★★☆☆☆
Enjoyed the ride, but the destination was a power pole to the head.
★★★★★★☆☆☆☆
★★★★★★☆☆☆☆
★★★★★★☆☆☆☆
In A New Hope, all of a sudden there was sound in space.
Not the first SF film to do that.
Fair, but it still contradicts real life. Therefore, star wars physics is not equal to real life physics.
FFS, I can’t believe this particular argument still gets used.
Most sci-fi (or science-fantasy/space opera/what the @##$ ever) has sound effects in space; even Alien — the movie with the famous “in space no one can hear you scream” tagline — has them. It’s not indicative of any in-universe phenomena; it’s artistic license, pure and simple.
I feel strange, like I’m starting to come down with something. Wonder if I picked up a bug from the library today, if it’s something I ate, or if it’s just my usual post-summer jitters coming on a bit strong.
^this guy’s being offered a second dinner and he’s too good for it. You believe this? Mods, please deal with this disrespect.
I’ve given myself a temp-ban. Satisfied?
Perhaps it’ll be a blessing in disguise. The “mature” writers like Geoff Johns can go peddle their schlock there instead of the mainstream books.
Yeah, likely never happen.
The pedanticism in this discussion’s so high it belongs in a stoner flick.
You Canadians don’t cozy up to those oil regimes of the Middle East enough.
That’s cause we’re already thralls to the Wendigo and Snow Queen.
I’d attend, but I already ate.
Good to hear you’re doing better, Mike.
There is no genre called space fantasy.
Wait, was Rey Unkar Plutt’s slave?
Once you go Plutt, you never go “but”.
Xenopus
Star Wars is Lovecraftian cosmic horror. It’s just so subtle about it, you haven’t noticed.