Wednesday, November 18, 2009

V or as I'd like to call it "Another show bites the dust"

Some people say his liver tastes like Doritos, others say his fingers if licked are hotter than the fabled ghost chilli, but here we just call him The Stig.

I just finished watching the pilot to the new V mini series and quite frankly there's only one thing I can really say about it.

Nothing is sacred, nothing at all.


To me what I watched is about as much V as the new Battlestar Galactica was to me. Now I know there are millions of you out there that watched Battlestar and thought it was awesome and believe you me I gave that one a fighting chance as well, but it was something else entirely and did little to capture the essence of what made the original fun to watch, but I digress. This blog isn't about that show it's about the new V.

*sigh*

Visitors vs. Resistance who will win this battle for Earth? Do I really care at this point? If this show carries on the way the pilot did (if the writers and producers and whom ever else is attached to this show are on that planet) actually no I don't. I hope the Visitors put everyone on the planet in stasis, fry up a few wings and dine on their assess. Well not actually their asses that would be good for a slow roast or maybe even some smoking. Instead I suggest the brain. I mean after all with these characters and writers (whom I'm still saying live on that world so I don't have to believe they live on mine) are soft and mush like jello or tapioca pudding. Actually a drill and a straw and you have one hell of a snack on the space trip back to V'world.

*sigh*