Friday, August 22, 2008

I Heart Wil Wheaton

Oh damn damn damn. I never get to his blog often enough. And then now and again someone like The Evil Scalzi will remind me and I'll go and just be blown away by his writing.

And if that wasn't enough, I follow one of his links to an absolutely hilarious and truthful review of one of the worst Star Trek: The Next Generation episodes evah. Sample:
Tasha, Data and Troi beam over to Stage 16, which is where they should have known to look for the survivors all along if they had just read their call sheets. (Important Trek trivia note: This is the first time we ever see the transporter used site to site, rather than to or from a transporter pad. This is also the only important thing about this scene. We now return you to your synopsis.).They find Ramsey sitting by a campfire at the mouth of a cave, drinking out of a 16th century tankard who tells them, "I've been expecting you." Because that particular cliche hasn't maxed out the lame-o-scope, he hoists his tankard high, and toasts them as we go to a commercial break that's not nearly long enough to wash the taste of cheese out of our mouths.


And, Wil, yeah, we hated you as Wesley Crusher. But, dammit, it was the character, not you, OK? And we're all growed up now and realize it wasn't you or your fault. It's hard fitting a kid into that format -- especially when they won't write the kid as anything but a shiny Boy Scout! They only began to do some justice to that part later on.

As for those dopes who neglected to invite you to a Con, forget it! Yeah, I know it can hurt, but don't let them get to you. If they're that dumb, do you really want to have anything to do with them?

Keep writing, Wil. You do lovely, breathtaking work.

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