I watched a film today. A film that got terrible reviews, a cheesy anachronistic corny Brit-flick. But I absolutely loved it.
Now I don't usually just post reviews here. But I think the amateur psycho-analysts of this world (including me) may wonder why this sort of film appeals to me.
Because I don't really like fantasies, other world stuff. Lord of the Rings was execrable. Even Star Wars was good but not great. And I don't really like real history stuff - educational but tedious. But when I recall my all-time favourites in fiction, they seem to involve the fantastical distortion of real history.
In film - Highlander. In television - Edmund Blackadder. In books - Dirk Gently.
On reflection, each features someone who is basically an alien, but in time not in space. On more reflection, that's surely just coincidence...
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I always knew you were an alien!
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