Clearly whoever's promoting it is winning.
Mal: If anyone gets nosy, just, you know... shoot 'em. Zoe: Shoot 'em? Mal: Politely.
'Serenity'
Boxed Set, Vol. II: "It's a Cookbook...A Cookbook!!"
A topic for the discussion of Farscape, Smallville, and Due South. Beware possible invasions of Stargate, Highlander, or pretty much any other "genre" show that captures our fancy. Expect Adult Content and discussion of the Big Gay Sex.
Whitefont all unaired in the U.S. ep discussion, identifying it as such, and including the show and ep title in blackfont.
Blackfont is allowed after the show has aired on the east coast.
This is NOT a general TV discussion thread.
Matt the Bruins fan - Aug 23, 2005 6:03:37 am PDT #3452 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Emily - Aug 23, 2005 6:05:37 am PDT #3453 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
I dreamt last night that I was arguing vociferously against people who thought Aeryn Sun was a "vapid side character" in the series "Crichton" (although I did admit that her role was less central in "Crichton" than it had been in Farscape). I actually went back twice to debate this with them, particularly as they thought Adam Sandler did more serious, deep characters. Eventually, I just told them that if they thought Aeryn was vapid, they might want to stop watching before Gigi came on. And then I went to take a shower, and Zhaan appeared and I apologized to her in advance for how very rude everyone was. And then my dream turned into a sort of survey of wedding reception sites of the rich and famous.
DebetEsse - Aug 23, 2005 6:12:24 am PDT #3454 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Well, yes, Matt. I mean: Holy gay marriage in the Pegasus Galaxy, Batman!
Matt the Bruins fan - Aug 23, 2005 6:20:46 am PDT #3455 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
I'm just imagining a fooseball tournament in the writer's bullpen with the winner crowing "Yes! That's 4 out of seven, Butterfingers! In episode 2.18 we'll open on Sheppard buttoning up his jumper as he leaves McKay's room!"
DebetEsse - Aug 23, 2005 6:24:05 am PDT #3456 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Oh, I'm writing "people involved in the production" larger than just the writers.
That's a really funny image, though. And it would totally be foosball.
Fay - Aug 23, 2005 6:32:23 am PDT #3457 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Well, yes, Matt. I mean: Holy gay marriage in the Pegasus Galaxy, Batman!
Hell, in the Pegasus Galaxy this is what passes for a heterosexual kiss.
Betsy HP - Aug 23, 2005 7:08:35 am PDT #3458 of 10001
If I only had a brain...
By the way, did you notice that this week the beard woman McKay had a date with was nowhere to be seen?
DebetEsse - Aug 23, 2005 7:26:28 am PDT #3459 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
I share your interpretation and would have been upset if she had.
I really do not want to see what happens if TPTB start to seriously ship either of them with someone else
Fay - Aug 23, 2005 7:57:29 am PDT #3460 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
the woman McKay had a date with was nowhere to be seen?
Yes. But that's fine, because she's off having hot hot sex with Cadman, or whatever her name was, who has been lusting after her during their games of All-girl Poker. Cadman being quite the feisty omnisexual wench.
In fact, I'm rather enamoured of the notion that there might have been Strip Poker.
Wow. And maybe Carson got to play, and then ran away, leaving Cadman and whatshername in a state of semi-undress, with the memory of their Gone With The Wind snog hanging in the room. Hmm.
I will not write the fic. I will not write the fic. I will not...ah, who am I kidding?
arby - Aug 23, 2005 8:05:36 am PDT #3461 of 10001
Guy #1: Man, there are so many hipsters around. I hate hipsters! Guy #2: You're at the wrong place. That's like going to Vegas only to say "I hate titties!" --The Warsaw, Williamsburg (OINY)
Here's the final scene, with editorial comments (since the ep ran long, I only saw it because the BF Tivos BSG):
Rodney: Colonel, Colonel - I've been looking all over for you.
John: I heard. (crosses arms, assumes defensive posture of "I won't be fooled again")
Rodney (looks deflated): Well, I guess I deserved that. Look, I just wanted to apologize about what happened [sic]. I was wrong, sorry. And I just wanted you to know that I intend on being right again, about everything, effective immediately. (looks pleased with self)
John (smirks, looks fond, says nothing)
Rodney (after a minute starts to look uncomfortable): That was a joke.
John (sarcastically): Good one! (opens the elevator door and goes inside)
Rodney (desperately chasing after): I apologized to Elizabeth, and Radek, and even Caldwell for caring enough to spy on the experiment from orbit - I sent him a nice little email. (looks self-satisfied) But I saved you til last.
John (says nothing but looks totally vulnerable at this)
Rodney (cont, gets earnest as hell): 'Cause, um, honestly, I would hate to think that recent events might have permanently dimmed your uh, faith in my abilities (pause during which Shep continues to look like "But I can never trust again!"), or your trust. At the very least I would hope that I could earn that back.
John (trying to act like he doesn't care): That may take a while. (makes a disapproving face like "no sex for you young man")
Rodney (looks crushed): I see. (sad music of THEY ARE SO DOING IT plays)
John: But, I'm sure you can do it, if you really, really try. (Presses elevator button and turns around to face Rodney, crosses his arms again.)
Rodney (gives a sad, rueful smile, like "I just destroyed most of a galaxy and the worst part is, my boyfriend's mad at me!")
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