So a few years ago I saw Terminator 3. To say that I thought it was a bad movie would be a mild understatement. It was a train wreck with opening credits and a soundtrack. It’s so bad that I actually enjoy the other movies less, ambulance knowing that part 3 exists.
But next month there’s going to be a TV show, anesthetist and I’m kind of excited about it. I mean sure it’s on FOX which means that they’ll kill it at the first sign that it looks decent, but they lined up a good cast and the previews make it seem pretty interesting.
On a similar note, it appears that there will soon be a new Star Wars live action show. And despite the fact that each of the three last Star Wars movies made T3 look like Shakespeare, I’m still looking forward to that too.
I am positive that I am not alone in this phenomenon. Nerds have become the equivalent of those housewives you used to see on Jerry Springer. The ones who, despite years of abuse, keep going back to the same violent men because, “This time he promises he won’t hit me any more.”
Movie Viewer : Oh my god! That movie was terrible! What the hell happened to it George?
Mr. Lucas: (Gives a vicious glare)Yeah. What happened to it?
Nerd Audience: It fell. Down the stairs. Twice.
Mr. Lucas: That’s what I thought….now get back in the kitchen and fry me up a pork chop you geeks!
Now I have a mental picture of a trailer park filled with a collection of white-trash nerds…and which I have now passed on to you. Your brain probably now feels about as clean as Lindsey Lohan’s bicycle seat. Pleasant dreams.
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