Unusual Apology
Betraying a refreshingly unusual attitude, the screenwriter who wrote Battlefield Earth apologizes for his work.
It wasn't as I intended -- promise. No one sets out to make a train wreck. Actually, comparing it to a train wreck isn't really fair to train wrecks, because people actually want to watch those.
It started, as so many of my choices do, with my Willy Wonker.
It was 1994, and I had read an article in Premiere magazine saying that the Celebrity Center, the Scientology epicenter in Los Angeles, was a great place to meet women . . .
It wasn't as I intended -- promise. No one sets out to make a train wreck. Actually, comparing it to a train wreck isn't really fair to train wrecks, because people actually want to watch those.
It started, as so many of my choices do, with my Willy Wonker.
It was 1994, and I had read an article in Premiere magazine saying that the Celebrity Center, the Scientology epicenter in Los Angeles, was a great place to meet women . . .
"Honest, judge, I was just horny! And the next thing you know, I'd done something infamous!"
Yeah, dude. Blame it on your pecker.
But if you read the article to the finish, you can't help but notice that he didn't even get laid.
[via Janice]
Labels: battlefield earth
posted by dubjay at 9:00 PM
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Slightly off topic, but I've been thinking that TINAG would make a wonderful mini-series. Way too much story for just a movie, it would probably take 6-8 hours for the full story arc.
What do you think?
I remember when that one came out and I saw the previews. "Huh? Harrier Jump Jets taking on the aliens that kicked our ass in one day...1000 years later. Where'd they get the spare parts?" Never went to see it.
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