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#1061348
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Rogue One * <em>Spoilers</em> * Thread
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NFBisms said:

It really rubs me the wrong way that someone could think they have a patent on what Star Wars is and should mean to the millions of people who are fans of it. The beauty of it is that it does span so many generations and can - depending on who you talk to - be a sci-fi, or a fantasy, or a western, or crime and gangster flick, samurai or war film, or whatever the hell else.

Some people see fun/quirky kids films, others see philosophical samurai/western films, or a tribute to Flash Gordon, or just a franchise summer blockbuster, war movies, or a generation-spanning space opera/epic. Whatever it is to you, it doesn’t matter. And you can be on an off board with the franchise at whatever points you want, because you like a specific aspect of its universe more than the rest - but don’t try to assert that your perspective is the only one that matters because in your mind it’s “objective”; that you’re the smart fan. It implies you think everyone else are stupid sheep, but there’s no way to justify that with something so diverse. There’s no “right” or “wrong” way to do Star Wars.

It’s not like everyone doesn’t understand what Alderaan is saying. They’ve clearly demonstrated an understanding of his opinion, (having heard it so many times), and all anyone can really do from there is disagree, if they do. We’re discussing on a forum. It really doesn’t matter if someone thinks differently than you do about Star Wars. Especially about Star Wars.

You make a valid point but, unfortunately for you, me.

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#1061265
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Random Thoughts
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SilverWook said:

suspiciouscoffee said:

VHS is better until you want to watch Tron with your brother and a mutual friend late on a Friday night but the player in the bottom of the TV violently shoots the tape back out at you, making you too scared to use that player for a while.

Just kidding, VHS isn’t better, but the rest of the story is true, and perhaps my favorite story of my early-double-digit-years.

Imagine that, except the TV and VCR are above you on a stand thing mounted on the wall, so the projectile is like a bomb dropped on to the unassuming, helpless target.

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#1061226
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Random Thoughts
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SwissArmyTin said:

Possessed said:

If they made 1080p vhs I’d totally watch it. Pipe it through my digital projector and it’d be almost like watching a film for movies that only have squeaky clean digital masters.

D-VHS is digital 1080i on tape, so yeah, there’s that. Not many films were released on it, though.

I need something in this magical format and I need it yesterday!

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#1061181
Topic
Random Thoughts
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VHS is better until you want to watch Tron with your brother and a mutual friend late on a Friday night but the player in the bottom of the TV violently shoots the tape back out at you, making you too scared to use that player for a while.

Just kidding, VHS isn’t better, but the rest of the story is true, and perhaps my favorite story of my early-double-digit-years.

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#1061173
Topic
The Dream of the Giant Fractal Woodlouse.
Time

Just took a long nap.

The dream:

Some friends and I were visiting a strange laboratory/hospital/private school/something? and we were perusing the exhibits and visitor things on the lower floors, but that’s not why we were there. The place was a massive front for something far more sinister. I don’t remember what the goal was, but we had lab coats and fake IDs we put on as we climbed a narrow flight of stairs towards the back corner of the building. As we reached a restricted area, our fake IDs, being fake, triggered a yellow light to flash as we passed a certain line on the floor. I chickened out even though no one was paying attention to the yellow light, because of course I did, but the rest of the group proceeded up more stairs. I anxiously paced around a bit as various actual employees passed me, paying little to no attention to me. Suddenly, a big alarm went off, warning of intruders (my brother and friends of course) and everyone was ordered to evacuate. I went downstairs and passed several young children from the school there, and a teacher was saying something about how she thought it was a grand lunch lady scheme. I made my way to the exit and went outside, only to see privately-owned bomber planes overhead, which proceeded to drop bombs over the area of the building where my group likely was. The fat teacher yelled “Yee-haw!”