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09/07/2005: Thought for the Day:
Maybe you have already guessed that an archfiend with extraordinary mental powers inhabits the planet. The mysterious creature is able to rummage through the men's minds and turn their thoughts into reality. It wants to dominate the crew and use them as a vehicle to reach Earth.
Eric does a little research on the suspected adversary. Okay, he asks Ingrid and she tells him all about the space brain (convenient). Then the explorers turned warriors don their Alaitoc uniforms and make an abortive attempt to kill the lurking monster. You have to understand, the evil presence dwells in a lair outside the forcefield. It is protected by a forest of razor sharp crystals and nightmares dragged directly from the men's subconscious. After deciding that discretion is the better part of valor, Eric and the others flee back to the artificial paradise. Unfortunately, the clumsy commander rips his suit open on a crystal and nearly dies.
"While the commander is comatose, the crew will play." Don and the others, bereft of effective leadership (they just need a recording that yells, "Shoot it!" now and then), spend their time playing with the floozies. Hahahaha! They know that the women are not real! Heck, they know that the nymphs were created by something evil! It does not stop the crew from doing what men do with harlots. Personally, I would be afraid that Ursula would suddenly sprout tentacles out of her back or develop teeth in an unfortunate place. Thanks, but no thanks.
Sure, I have watched a lot of anime. Why do you ask?
--Andrew Borntreger, on the film Journey to the Seventh Planet
Len on 09.07.05 @ 05:40 AM CST
