Boxed Set, Vol. IV: It's always suicide-mission this, save-the-planet that.
A topic for the discussion of Farscape, Smallville, and Due South. Beware possible invasions of Stargate, Highlander, or pretty much any other "genre" (read: sci fi or fantasy) 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.
OK, we had a bit of a Who backlog, so we watched Who 3.10 and 3.11 back to back last night.
WOW. Just, wow.
Seriously
had trouble sleeping- the horrible statue faces with arms outstretched kept creeping in my brain. Loved it. So scary, so good. Sally and Larry really pulled it off. I loved the wild plays on temporal "logic" it made my brain hurt but in a good way.
Who 3.11-
I heard a couple random spoilers- John Simm (though not as playing the Master) as well as the Master coming back - and it didn't matter at ALL, I still gasped when Jacobi transformed into Simm and was the Master. "Say my name!"
Also,
my jaw thudded to the floor when Martha saw the watch, and I loved the Doctor/Jack conversation, and I definitely agree with ita that it seemed so intimate.
Jebus.
t fans self
Eureka Marathon next Tuesday.
And one episode of The Dresden Files.
Well, at least they're still showing that one episode of TDF.
I had a scary dream last night about the
darn statues from Dr. Who
and I haven't even watched the show! Geez. Unfair.
Oh, heh, Zenkitty. I mean, poor you, but it's funny that it's gotten into your subconcious without even seeing the show.
Not funny, "ha-ha" but funny "makes ya think." Er.
Well, maybe not so ponderous; there was also a herd of mournful sad-eyed zebras.
I think lately my subconscious can't be arsed to give me meaningful dreams anymore. It just hoovers up whatever's caught my attention, adds a random animal, a song lyric, and a choice of neon lights or a luminous mist, shakes it up and yarps it back into my brainstem during the night, and I wake up petrified that somehow this portends my imminent demise.
Don't think about it. You'll just encourage it. Bloody statues.
My dreams have been equally weird and disjointed lately. Last night I remember Justin Timberlake, for some reason, (I mean really, WTF?). Then I semi-woke up, briefly, went back to sleep, and then Wesley Wyndam-Pryce showed up. We were at a local hospital, applying for a job.
At least they weren't nightmares. On the other hand, would it be too much to ask for the occasional Winchester or two?
I had one last night in which Steve Carrell and I had some sort of angry dispute and he smacked me in the face. Perhaps it reflected my feelings toward the Evan Almighty commercials?
Ha! I knew exactly what line ita was talking about before I looked at the whitefont.
Okay, I've forgotten. SPN rewatch and post of No Exit *(see? I 'membered part of it) is at ____ o'clock board time?
7:00?
My attendance went from no to yes to maybe depending on if my headache goes away in time.
The watch & post kind of starts here, and ends here Lee "Boxed Set, Vol. IV: It's always suicide-mission this, save-the-planet that." Jun 21, 2007 8:56:56 pm PDT
