Oh dear, which version of BLADE RUNNER, dare I ask? Better be careful: if it's the theatrical version, don't take a shot every time Harrison Ford sounds like he hates delivering that narration, or you'll be dead within fifteen minutes.
Watch out, because I may be drunk again tonight. We're celebrating the birth of my sister-in-law, who, coincidentally, is a fan of squashy pumpkin pie. I know, right? The poor girl. I was forced to endure squashy pumpkin pie while I was on the road, taking my Thanksgiving at a white-trash hick town in Northern California whose residents didn't even use the internet, by and large.
I so wanna play MK VS DC, but man, I especially want the overseas version, which is Rated R! All we get is a pussified PG-13 version, which censors kills such as the Joker's. Bah. I say "bah" a lot, by the way.
By literally all accounts, Miller's SPIRIT is an absolute disaster. We can only pray it flops unseen by most, so Eisner's creation remains ignored by the mainstream rather than tainted.
Yes, brave her room, you need to read YEAR ONE. Do it for David Mazzuchelli's wonderful, wonderful art, not to mention Richmond Lewis' beautiful coloring. Then, if you absolutely must, reread TLH (ooh, and then I can refer to you my three-part Gilda Dent megapost, where I scan and comment on every single Gilda appearance, plus my nitpicky bitchfest about how the final twist of TLH doesn't make a bloody lick of sense!).
Not too many find my intense geekery cute. I am pleased, and hope you continue to enjoy it, because there's always more where that came from!
Word to Jervis. Even Gail Simone... sigh. Ever since my discovery about the TAS soundtrack (see my most recent post), I've spent today with "YOUUUU of ALL PEOPLE... have the GALL to ask me that question?! You ruined my *life!* I was willing to give you *any* life you wanted... just to keep you out of MINE!" stuck in my head on a loop for some reason.
Rock and roll! Respond as you are able (in terms of time and sobriety) and we shall carry on these mad conversations from there on out!
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Date: 2008-12-19 11:47 pm (UTC)Watch out, because I may be drunk again tonight. We're celebrating the birth of my sister-in-law, who, coincidentally, is a fan of squashy pumpkin pie. I know, right? The poor girl. I was forced to endure squashy pumpkin pie while I was on the road, taking my Thanksgiving at a white-trash hick town in Northern California whose residents didn't even use the internet, by and large.
I so wanna play MK VS DC, but man, I especially want the overseas version, which is Rated R! All we get is a pussified PG-13 version, which censors kills such as the Joker's. Bah. I say "bah" a lot, by the way.
By literally all accounts, Miller's SPIRIT is an absolute disaster. We can only pray it flops unseen by most, so Eisner's creation remains ignored by the mainstream rather than tainted.
Yes, brave her room, you need to read YEAR ONE. Do it for David Mazzuchelli's wonderful, wonderful art, not to mention Richmond Lewis' beautiful coloring. Then, if you absolutely must, reread TLH (ooh, and then I can refer to you my three-part Gilda Dent megapost, where I scan and comment on every single Gilda appearance, plus my nitpicky bitchfest about how the final twist of TLH doesn't make a bloody lick of sense!).
Not too many find my intense geekery cute. I am pleased, and hope you continue to enjoy it, because there's always more where that came from!
Word to Jervis. Even Gail Simone... sigh. Ever since my discovery about the TAS soundtrack (see my most recent post), I've spent today with "YOUUUU of ALL PEOPLE... have the GALL to ask me that question?! You ruined my *life!* I was willing to give you *any* life you wanted... just to keep you out of MINE!" stuck in my head on a loop for some reason.
Rock and roll! Respond as you are able (in terms of time and sobriety) and we shall carry on these mad conversations from there on out!