A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…
A NEW HOPE
It is a period of civil war. Rebel
spaceships, striking from a hidden
base, have won their first victory
against the evil Galactic Empire
Okay, so maybe I’m going just a wee bit too far.
Maybe.
NAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!.
As such, MCF has posted his declared Volume III (even though it’s the fourth incarnation) of his astonishing test. And without further adieu, here are my results.
1) What, in your opinion, was the best finale to a television series? I know these things are frequently difficult to narrow down, so if you cannot choose one, narrow it down to a reasonable number, perhaps three.
Well, this one is tricky for me, as I generally find most television not so memorable. Even as “independent” or “new concept” some series are, it’s still just too commercially puppeteered, and comprimises artistic integrity.
Not to say that feature film has the same issue. Feature film as a whole is corrupt with commercialism and lack of creativity. Case in point? They’re remaking Revenge of the Nerds.
It seems of all the creative minds out there, the one that’s truly un-corrupt is the genius, David Lynch. And as such, the best finale of a television series would have to be that of Twin Peaks. The ending is a double edged sword, as the televised finale was a brilliant surreal look at the nature of good and evil, life and death, love and hate. Which lead into the series true finale. A two-hour feature prequel, Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me. Many hated the show, but no show matches it’s creative genius.
2) You wake up to get the morning paper when you notice something is wrong. The sky is green and the grass is blue. Birds are swimming and fish are flying. Explain.
Having just awoken from a Twin Peaks dream, where Laura told me that the Giant played golf with my father while in the waiting room, I just realize that I’m still half existing in the Black Lodge.
3) How did you lose your first tooth?
Baby tooth? I was seven, and I was living in Florida with my parents, having moved there within the past year. Knowing very few people, I became jealous that they were losing their teeth and I wasn’t. Once I notice the first was loose, I wiggled and wiggled it until it came free.
Adult tooth? In 1998, living in Windsor, but partying in Detroit, I got into a barfight over a girl (I know, I’m a dumb male), and took a punch to the mouth, loosing my two front upper teeth. I still won the fight though, but never heard from the girl again.
4) What’s the strangest thing you or someone you know has made out of snow?
I never was much of a snow artist, nor were my friends. I guess the closest I can say is Dawn wants to make snowpeople with genetalia.
5) What’s the best superhero lair and why? Feel free to provide examples.
Definitely not the Fortress of Solitude. I’ve been on the set and it’s a fire hazzard. The Batcave is too obvious choice. Perhaps the Fortress of Two Solitudes, home to Angloman
the greatest champion of billingualism in la belle province du Quebec. It is located under the Sun Life building in Montreal, has Poutinette and her great Montreal poutine always available, and most importantly, is indoors, and therefore not subject to the dreaded Bill 101.
