They would be better off bringing back the original Transformers series using modern animation, and targeting it as scifi for adults rather than a silly cartoon for kids.
A movie about robots that transform into big rigs and boom boxes... aimed at adults. You lost me there, amigo.
How does the "uprise [sic] of ad blockers" change anything? We've been flipping past newspaper ads, going to the bathroom during TV commercials and changing the channel during radio ad spots for quite a while, and the free market hasn't collapsed -- how is the Internet any different?
Don't forget the mysterious aura of competence that seems to surround contractors in the minds of managers at most large corporations. Employees are a bunch of lumps who don't know anything, so companies bring in High Powered Consultants to get the real work done and keep the working stiffs in line. I dread the day that my clients figure out that the simple act of paying their employees for overtime would fix their attitude problems overnight!
Oh yeah, and a 50% raise lessens the fear of unemployment considerably.
The people involved with Star Trek openly admit that there is no reasonable logical explanation for the difference. The audience is just asked to accept that the makeup needed to be changed.
In an episode of DS9, Wharf was directly asked about it (in the trouble with tribbles remake). And he just avoided the question by saying it was a "long story". It's sort of a trekkie joke because trekkies and most humans know that there is no explanation.
Lifted straight from the Deep Space 9 episode script for "Trials and Tribble-ations":
62 RESUME ODO'S TABLE
As the Waitress comes over.
WAITRESS What'll it be, boys? And don't ask for raktajino -- if I have to say we don't have that one more time...
ODO (suddenly very interested) Who ordered raktajino?
WAITRESS The Klingons.
Everyone except Worf looks around the room, mystified.
ODO Klingons?
WAITRESS Yes.
They still don't see any. Worf is getting increasingly uncomfortable.
WAITRESS (are you blind?) Right over there.
She points to the nearby table Bashir and O'Brien passed earlier. They turn and look with some surprise at the original series-style Klingons, who do not have the typical forehead ridges they're accustomed to seeing. Worf studies his drink as the others turn one and look at him for explanation.
BASHIR (to Worf) Those are Klingons?
WAITRESS All right. You boys have had enough.
The Waitress moves off.
ODO Mister Worf... ?
Worf looks up with discomfort at the three expectant faces.
WORF They are Klingons.
Three heads turn and look at the Klingons and then look back at Worf.
WORF It is a... long story.
O'BRIEN What happened? Some kind genetic engineering... ?
BASHIR A viral mutation... ?
WORF (defensive) We do not discuss it with outsiders.
There's also a tuning key that just drops the low E down to D with the flip of a switch . . . that one got used a fair bit.
Michael Manring has done some amazing solo bass guitar pieces that feature on-the-fly retuning for melodic effect, particularly on "The Enormous Room" and "Music for Armchair Funambulists" (signup to email list required). Mr. Manring's been pusing the boundaries of solo bass for a while, and is worth a listen if you're into that sort of experimentation. It wouldn't surprise me in the least to see him with a similar setup at some point in the future.
If you were Superman, you would totally pick a fight with some big dude, and then punch him in the face. You know you would.
Two men are drinking in a bar at the top of the Empire State Building. One turns to the other and says: "You know, last week I discovered that if you jump from the top of this building, by the time you fall to the 10th floor, the winds around the building are so strong that they carry you around the building and back into the window."
The Bartender just shakes his head in disapproval while wiping the bar.
The 2nd Man says: "What, are you a nut? There is no way in hell that could happen."
1st Man: "No, it's true, let me prove it to you." So he gets up from the bar, jumps over the balcony, and careens toward the street below. When he passes the 10th floor, the high wind whips him around the building and back into the 10th floor window and he takes the elevator back up to the bar.
The 2nd Man tells him: "You know, I saw that with my own eyes, but that must have been a one time fluke."
1st Man: "No, I'll prove it again!" and again he jumps and hurtles toward the street where the 10th floor wind gently carries him around the building and into the window. Once upstairs he urges his fellow drinker to try it.
2nd Man: "Well, what the hell, it works for you, I'll try it." He jumps over the balcony, plunges downward, passes the 11th, 10th, 9th, 8th floors... and hits the sidewalk with a splat.
Back upstairs the Bartender turns to the other drinker: "You know, Superman, you're a real asshole when you're drunk."
It's not how well the bear dances, it's that the bear dances at all.
Which begs the question...
Inigo Montoya would like a word with you.
Now other people will be able to take public transit more effectively, freeing up more room on the freeway for me and my Hummer!
Man, you MUST be new here.
You misspelled "good riddance."
A movie about robots that transform into big rigs and boom boxes... aimed at adults. You lost me there, amigo.
What are they teaching young admins in college these days, anyway?
How does the "uprise [sic] of ad blockers" change anything? We've been flipping past newspaper ads, going to the bathroom during TV commercials and changing the channel during radio ad spots for quite a while, and the free market hasn't collapsed -- how is the Internet any different?
Oh yeah, and a 50% raise lessens the fear of unemployment considerably.
In an episode of DS9, Wharf was directly asked about it (in the trouble with tribbles remake). And he just avoided the question by saying it was a "long story". It's sort of a trekkie joke because trekkies and most humans know that there is no explanation.
Lifted straight from the Deep Space 9 episode script for "Trials and Tribble-ations":
Read the original script here.
Then finish up that Computer Science degree, my young friend! The IT industry is a vast expanse of opportunity these days!
If there were a religion like this, I'd renounce my membership in the 24 Hour Church of Elvis and convert.
And there's always the potential problem of having a quiet dinner with a date interruped by marauding bands of Dodgeball friends-of-friends.
Come on, mods: can I have an "Insightful" and an "Underrated", too?
I've got an "Offtopic" right here for you, pal.
Michael Manring has done some amazing solo bass guitar pieces that feature on-the-fly retuning for melodic effect, particularly on "The Enormous Room" and "Music for Armchair Funambulists" (signup to email list required). Mr. Manring's been pusing the boundaries of solo bass for a while, and is worth a listen if you're into that sort of experimentation. It wouldn't surprise me in the least to see him with a similar setup at some point in the future.
Two men are drinking in a bar at the top of the Empire State Building. One turns to the other and says: "You know, last week I discovered that if you jump from the top of this building, by the time you fall to the 10th floor, the winds around the building are so strong that they carry you around the building and back into the window."
The Bartender just shakes his head in disapproval while wiping the bar.
The 2nd Man says: "What, are you a nut? There is no way in hell that could happen."
1st Man: "No, it's true, let me prove it to you." So he gets up from the bar, jumps over the balcony, and careens toward the street below. When he passes the 10th floor, the high wind whips him around the building and back into the 10th floor window and he takes the elevator back up to the bar.
The 2nd Man tells him: "You know, I saw that with my own eyes, but that must have been a one time fluke."
1st Man: "No, I'll prove it again!" and again he jumps and hurtles toward the street where the 10th floor wind gently carries him around the building and into the window. Once upstairs he urges his fellow drinker to try it.
2nd Man: "Well, what the hell, it works for you, I'll try it." He jumps over the balcony, plunges downward, passes the 11th, 10th, 9th, 8th floors ... and hits the sidewalk with a splat.
Back upstairs the Bartender turns to the other drinker: "You know, Superman, you're a real asshole when you're drunk."
Wait, I thought the poll said favorite escape characters. Never mind.