This thread should've been called "Best sports movies". That would've kept him out.

Worse, to propose that evolution is false requires that you believe not only that God created animals as they are, but that he obscured all evidence of that creation by laying an incredibly elaborate false trail that makes it look like they evolved.

Not only are there vast arrays of fossils that suggest a transition between land animals and whales, between apes and humans, and between dinosaurs and birds, but, as Nye pointed out, there are no kangaroo fossils between Mt Ararat and Australia.

Simple evidence of breeding demonstrates that animals can change over time. And fitting all the "kinds" of animals into Noah's Ark requires there not be too many, so most creationists admit that the millions of species "bred out of" thousands of "kinds" on the ark. (They talk about this as "micro-evolution" but speciation IS evolution.)

And to explain the distribution of marsupials, you have to admit that North America and Australia were once connected, which means you have to accept continental drift. Pretty soon, you're agreeing to almost all of evolution and almost all of geology and just trying to cram it all into a couple of thousand years after the Great Flood (an event that geology does not support). And for some reason the Babylonians, Chinese, and Egyptians didn't record any of it.

Here is someone doing just that.
http://books.google.com/books?id=vvjcye … mp;f=false

The author is essentially saying that God created a world that looked like Pangaea, populated by proto-animals like primitive marsupials (and also dinosaurs). These dispersed after the Great Flood and evolved into the animals we see today, meaning the proto-animals (including dinosaurs) went extinct because they were less fit. That's so close to admitting to all of evolutionary and geological science that it's baffling.

More important: I WANT THAT TO BE THE NOAH'S ARK MOVIE, RUSSEL CROWE. I want to see Pangaea from space and see the ark fill up with a cave bears, giant sloths, wallaby-roos, toothed platypuses, eohippuses, mammoths, T-rexes, brachiosaurs, archeopteryxes, land whales, and saber-toothed cats. THAT WOULD BE AMAZING.

Yeah, when your meat options are severely restricted by isolation or war, even canned spiced ham can become a treasured treat. It goes the other way, too. Things that Hawaiians take for granted seem exotic to us: hula, volcanoes, human sacrifice, etc.

Me.

I listened to this ep the other day. Lots of fun. My feelings are pretty much the same. There's so much to like about this movie, and then the ending just goes to hell. Not only is the time travel stuff stupid, there's no conflict. Lex Luthor has no reason at all to contact Superman in the first place. It's crazy. The writers just have these two completely separate stories going at the same time and then mash them together for no reason in the third act because, hey, something's got to come to a climax.

I really liked that Drew Struzan doc, altho it didn't have much to say beyond "This guy is pretty awesome."

I watched The Professionals yesterday, the 1966 cowboys-across-the-border adventure with Lee Marvin and a bunch of other old dudes rescuing a girl (so basically The Expendables before The Expendables). Good fun with some stand out work by Marvin and Burt Lancaster and stand out body parts by Claudia Cardinale. (Joking aside, the two female characters had way more to do than in most action movies.)

I lurved it. It made me larf.

I didn't care much for Drive. I don't get the love.

Just watched Jack Reacher. I haven't read any of the books.

This was good fun, but wow what a throwback. It's really well made and feels like a solid thriller, and then the villain walks in, and I slowly realize that this is basically an early 90s action movie in disguise, dialog and all. The taglines write themselves: "He's a loner, a drifter, a legend! Nobody messes with Jack Reacher! When they crossed him, they crossed the wrong man! They thought they'd get away with it. They thought wrong!" There was even a real moment that I thought it was going to turn into Tango & Cash. If it had starred Duane Johnson, as it should have, it would have been both better and worse. Worse in overall artistic quality, and better in being funnier and more entertaining.

Make no mistake: Tom Cruise is as likable as ever (at 51, it's time for him to be in RED 3, as a character Bruce Willis insists on calling "The Kid") but he remains a bit awkward with tough-guy dialog and humor. Rosamund Pike is fine as a hair and cleavage delivery mechanism.

Drew wins, but it was a bit of a trick question because the photographer is pregnant, so I'm afraid that negates any wagers.

Back on topic:

These nuns, observed Cardinal Cabot,
Are too friendly, he said to the abbot
  There's nothing amiss
  With a celibate kiss
But they shouldn't get into the habit