My mayor Muslim
My bagel Jewish
My stepfather once told me that if I ever told anyone that I saw him holding hands with his executive assistant Gary at the Cinnabon two towns over he’d dig a hole in the backyard and bury me alive
Knicks in five
Every Sci-Fi writer who wants to do travel between different star systems has to deal with a fundamental problem:
The distances are insane.
There are multiple ways of tackling this. The first one is to just go really fast, up to a significant fraction of the speed of light. That's HARD. You have to know physics, deal with time dilation and so on; essentially you're forced to build large parts of your story around relativity.
The other option is to go "faster than light" without actually accelerating in a conventional sense. That's warp in Star Trek or hyperdrive in Star Wars. You can have the space travel without any of those nasty little issues that relativity introduces into your story. Great!
Once you insinuate that you accelerate a mass to near light speed, though, you open up the entire can of worms that comes with it. Your world building then has to deal with the fallout.
TLJ does not. It breaks the rules that were set up earlier. It retroactively destroys the plot of 2 of the 3 original movies by making the Death Star completely redundant: Who needs a giant space lazor when you can just strap a hyperdrive to a large stone and ram it into a planet at near light speed?
The fact that this nonsense ever got made shows how little respect Rian Johnson has not only for the lore, but also for his colleague who then had the near impossible task of cleaning up this mess (not that it mattered that much; the last sequel movie was an insane clusterfuck in is own right).
Bill Simmons: In terms of teammates with consecutive numbers on their jerseys, where do we rank Wemby and Harper with the #1 and #2 jerseys? You have to put McHale and Bird at the top spot with #32 and #33 right?
Joe House: I can't do this anymore. There has to be more to life
LAND OF THE LOST was released 17 years ago today.
The film was intended to launch a major adventure-comedy franchise for Will Ferrell, but its disappointing box office performance ended those plans before a sequel could happen.
am i sure the death star is going down? look at my quant. look at him! you notice anything different about him? look at his eyes. i’ll give you a hint—his name’s a fucking number!! he doesn’t even speak english—it’s all beep-boop shit!! yeah, i’m sure.