I admire its cunning…
November 4th, 2005There’s a snippet of dialogue that I’ve been trying to work into a sketch for over a year.
I didn’t really write it, I think I lifted it from Alien (or Species? Or Aliens? Or The Blob?) Anyway, it’s a moment that always seems to happen in any killer-alien type movie.
There’s a large, impenetrable, glass chamber with a vicious alien trapped inside. Two scientists in labcoats—a cold, effete man and a resourceful, young woman—are staring at one of the aliens they’ve spent the first half of the movie trying to trap…
DR. PRITCHER:
Look at it, Jane. They are the perfect killing machines, instantly adapting to our every advantage. They will stop at nothing less than our complete annihilation. They show no fear, no remorse, no sniveling devotion to the moral codes that seem to mire us humans…
DR. RYAN:
[repulsed and outraged] You admire it!
DR. PRITCHER:
I admire its cunning.


November 7th, 2005 at 1:36 am
Pritcher=Mitcher?
are you that cold and efette man?
November 7th, 2005 at 10:48 am
Kaveri, did you sign in as me and the publicly malign me?
in answer to your question—yes.