You say potatoe, I say potato
Sometimes. there is just nothing to say anymore.
Sometimes life stears each of us in different directions.
Sometimes, the sci-fi you want and enjoy is not the sci-fi I wish to see and comment on.
I’m just in a holding pattern for sci-fi; whilst i fill my life with other entertainment like finishing Deadwood the series and reading more Jodi Picoult books, which run circles around anyfool who says they write character development .
I’d like to say, that I’m not opposed to those that praise up and down any sci-fi out there now. They have that right; but I disagree to call anything slipshod and rushed being slapped together and splashed on the screen as good. In true conscience I can’t call it good nor will I call it not good. However, when you seen potential die in front of your very eyes and yet what remains is offered on the altar of the almighty media. you lose hope and heart in a genre.
You see it as groundbreaking; I see it as charred remains, that if you sifted through it, you’d find current "sci-giants" standing on the the backs of true sci-fi Olympians.
It sickens me really.
So, no thank you, I’ll wait until this group has run full circle; and see what comes AFTER.