I'm in the wrong thread, aren't I?
or not!
or so!
Also, you can tell it's not gonna have a happy ending when the main guy's all bumpy.
Tara ,'First Date'
Jossverse 1: Emotional Resonance & Rocket Launchers
TV, movies, web media--this thread is the home for any Joss projects that don't already have their own threads, such as Dr. Horrible.
quester - Sep 20, 2009 3:33:51 pm PDT #1954 of 5827
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
§ ita § - Sep 20, 2009 3:38:34 pm PDT #1955 of 5827
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I think you guys should be in Natter.
Kristen - Sep 23, 2009 2:32:09 pm PDT #1956 of 5827
omnis_audis - Sep 23, 2009 3:13:43 pm PDT #1957 of 5827
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
from the Variety.com: Whedon's hit-free adventures
Serenity videogameHuh? What? Really? When?
DCJensen - Sep 23, 2009 3:57:11 pm PDT #1958 of 5827
All is well that ends in pizza.
The writer of the article is on crack.
Kristen - Sep 23, 2009 4:18:21 pm PDT #1959 of 5827
There was talk of it at E3 but I don't think it's an active project yet.
omnis_audis - Sep 23, 2009 6:33:31 pm PDT #1960 of 5827
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Tease.
:: pouts ::
Frankenbuddha - Sep 23, 2009 6:37:03 pm PDT #1961 of 5827
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Huh. Joss should have finger marks on his face from the backhanded compliments of that piece.
Una - Sep 23, 2009 7:01:02 pm PDT #1962 of 5827
when i die, please bake my ashes into a brick and use me to hit fascists.
After reading that article, I sorta feel like I did in junior high back when it wasn't "cool" to be nerdy. (Thankfully, by high school I didn't care about being cool--whatever that really means...)
JZ - Sep 24, 2009 12:51:32 am PDT #1963 of 5827
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Wow. That was the jackassiest article I've read (that had nothing to do with politics, anyhow) in a very, very, very, very long time.
Fortunately, one suspects that Whedon's most devoted acolytes -- those who erect websites to him and inspired a session at Comic-Con actually titled "Bram Stoker: The Joss Whedon of His Day?" -- might have fewer social distractions than most of their peers.
I sincerely would like you to fuck right off, Variety.