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Hey wow. Someone on that thread seems clued up

Good work, bear. I rather enjoyed this. One Direction next, surely?

Sweetcorn is a very good suggestion for those who do not like spicy food. I am intrigued to learn of the rinse and repeat method. Which cultures do this?

I like all of the Terminator films. Classic case of people getting p!ssed off because it didn't end the way people wanted it to. Terminator 3 was almost a disaster, but what a final act.

I just hope that when the agent asked for his cool mil that he said it in the style of Dr Evil. Anything else would be a waste of a good cultural reference.

This is a question I've often pondered, especially with all the Evertonians on my doorstep. This is a club, that by most standards, is a successful one. They've maintained their Premiership status year after year, have a strong tradition but have been in roughly the same place for ten years, yo-yo'ing into the top half of the table. We've at least been on a journey.

Don't forget the oft-neglected Fatty and Fatty market. e.g. Fatty said to fatty "my food never lingers" "I scoop it all up with my sausage-sized fingers."

Surely to get the alliteration, you need to have two "f" sounds, "Fatty" and "Finny". Sorry mate. I've never rolled like that.

They ruined it with fast zombies, mucker. You need fast zombies, you know you're in trouble.

Moonbase UK would fund itself, my colonial cousin. It's just a case of relocating Masters Football to the lunar surface and getting Sky Sports to front the space travel costs. Should be easy enough - the Lunar English Masters Premier League is an easy sell. Iain Dowie would be back in the game, a juggernaut in the lunar environment, capable of launching hapless defenders to Jupiter. Pahars would be scoring bullet headers from 5 metres up, while MLT would be performing 90mph bicycle kicks into the top corner WHILE EATING A F**KING PIE. That's just a few examples from Saints. Jesus. You people just don't think big.

Not saying you're wrong. I'm even going to pitch in with your defence. RedLetterMedia, those dudes who I often agree with, eviscerated this movie. They really didn't like it. Some of their biggest problems involved the wholesale destruction on offer, and the fact that Superman didn't seem particularly arsed about saving people. They questioned whether the source material was even valid material for a darker treatment, and were quite upset at the notion of Superman just destroying US spy satellites! As always, well worth a view; especially if you don't like the movie http://redlettermedia.com/half-in-the-bag-man-of-steel/ This is one of the rare occasions where RedLetterMedia and I deviate. The Superman of the movies has always been a fraction of what the comic book version became. TV adaptations like Lois & Clark or Smallville pulled heavy on the soap opera angle. If you liked those shows, fair play to you. I tapped out on Smallville at season eight. I'd had enough - eight years of watching doey-eyed, increasingly super-powered young adults simultaneously suppress their sexual urges was about my limit. I like the original movies, but they all have major problems. What I'd never got is a live action interpretation of what this alien was actually capable of, or a true sense of the scope of his universe. The closest I've ever seen off the pages of a comic has been Justice League Unlimited; the animated series. It's all down to budget, of course. In the case of Superman II, especially so; a film abandoned by it's original director. Singer's Returns almost got there, but the final act was a disaster, undoing some spectacular work earlier in the movie. Man of Steel ain't perfect. There are bits that are emotionally heavy handed. Those expecting the chaotic consequences of consecutive chortlesome calamities, such as in Superman III, will be disappointed. There are around two funny lines in the entire movie. Do I buy it as a Superman origin movie? Defo, and more so than anything that came before. There's no Smallville or Superboy ****** here. When we meet Supes as an adult, he's not even aware of his full powers. He doesn't know he can fly. The flashbacks illustrate his great finesse in solving Earth-based problems, but I did not expect him to enter a super-powered battle in the middle of a literal Metropolis and pluck cats from trees or scoop every civilian that happened to be in one of the buildings that came down as a result of the Kryptionian carnage (outsourcing, eh?). The man is in a debut punch-up with a super-powered genetically engineered military nemesis. Don't hate a noob Besides, there's no indication as to whether Supes will get away with being partially responsible for the impromptu re-modelling of Metropolis. Bats certainly didn't get an easy time in any of his movies, and he only wrecked a few roofs and a major public transportation system. The eagle-eyed will have noticed LexCorp was on those trucks. My prediction: Lex Luthor shouting about Superman's destructive capability from the rooftops in the next movie. There may yet be fallout. The Kryptonian's perceived danger to the world, which rests entirely on his goodwill and compliance, is a theme that is frequently explored in the comics. Leads me to my last points. I love the fact that the film-makers did everything they could to separate Superman from the concept of all-American hero. Superman is supposed to represent the best of humanity, not a specific culture, This Man of Steel is an independent! I know this slice of the source material won't feel too familiar to those with an appreciation of other live action interpretations, and I'll admit it's a little harsh - but for this self-proclaimed geek, Man of Steel is a bit of a triumph, and a long time coming.

JustMike is to me what St Chalet is to you; my mod nemesis That said, so I've never really been able to shout @!#?@! back at JustMike. He's not a d!ck when he does his moderating; so that's one thing. The other factor is a fear of being mistaken for Q*Bert.

Humour aside, here's a poem I liked as a kid. It was in a compendium of school-related poems I had. I suspect many my age will have read it. You'd never get away with this now, either. The Lesson Chaos ruled OK in the classroom as bravely the teacher walked in the nooligans ignored him hid voice was lost in the din "The theme for today is violence and homework will be set I'm going to teach you a lesson one that you'll never forget" He picked on a boy who was shouting and throttled him then and there then garrotted the girl behind him (the one with grotty hair) Then sword in hand he hacked his way between the chattering rows "First come, first severed" he declared "fingers, feet or toes" He threw the sword at a latecomer it struck with deadly aim then pulling out a shotgun he continued with his game The first blast cleared the backrow (where those who skive hang out) they collapsed like rubber dinghies when the plug's pulled out "Please may I leave the room sir?" a trembling vandal enquired "Of course you may" said teacher put the gun to his temple and fired The Head popped a head round the doorway to see why a din was being made nodded understandingly then tossed in a grenade And when the ammo was well spent with blood on every chair Silence shuffled forward with its hands up in the air The teacher surveyed the carnage the dying and the dead He waggled a finger severely "Now let that be a lesson" he said Roger McGough

Fatty and skinny went to bed Fatty blew off and Skinny was dead 80s mashup of William Blake's celebrated poem, as constructed by 9 year olds at Bassett Green Middle School Not enough is done to celebrate street poetry. After seeing Bearsy drop some "classic Blake" on the thread, I wanted to ensure that this version of the classic was not lost to the pages of history. Yes, it's raw; rough around the edges - some might even detect the garish hue of fluorescent shoelaces illuminating the words, but that doesn't make it any less valid. The collected "Fatty and Skinny" works resonate as one matures, especially in relationships where one partner chooses to eat a f*ckton of cake and/or confection. If there's a criticism I'd lay on Blake, it's that he didn't foresee our modern age of processed foods and communally maintained illusions (e.g. fatty lying to fatty when asked "does my bum look big in this?"). There are no "Fatty and Fatty" delicacies on Blake's menu. In his defence, he was perhaps a product of his time. Excessive girth was seen as a sign of prosperity in those times; perhaps Blake could never reconcile that with the grim poverty of the Victorian age. Maybe he could never imagine a world with two fatties operating in the same household at the same time. Don't get me wrong, I still love Blake's work, but as you can see from these words, I really am a massive apologist.

That I could be more selective in what I choose to reply to. It really was good advice.

I have been in discussion with JustMike after a second infraction (such a bad boy now). Anyway, I think they're doing a lot more stuff behind closed doors, so to speak. Probs the way to go. Mike offered some advice that turned out to be worthwhile.

I'm almost with you on the action scenes. I left Matrix Reloaded feeling much the same way; but I've grown to love them on re-watches. The freeway chase is probably my all time action scene of all time; and that's purely through rewatch.

Over the past few days, it has occurred to me that spicy food can be used to "time" your own digestive system. According to some spicy chicken bites, I was able to deduce that mine takes around 14 hours. Is that normal? Is it a red/white meat thing? Has anyone eaten a lamb vindaloo lately and able to comment on the latter?

Translation: unless it involves any of our own, demonstrably infallible governments, who've never put a foot wrong and haven't lied about anything.

Goes back to my first post in this thread. Respect is very easy to achieve when two people happen to be aligned on an issue. It's a lot harder to be respectful when you're in disagreement, which is ultimately where the application of the concept really matters. The NSA program has been going on since 2006, so it is something that has spanned governments. But yeah, I'd broadly agree. Incoming politicians of different colours seem to twiddle with the knobs of democracy; tackle the garnish on the outside of the plate. Net result, red or blue, seems to be the same. More public services become private industry, plus an ongoing commitment to supporting Israel irrespective of its behaviour, our foreign policy seemingly being dictated from overseas and individual freedoms being removed from the statute books.

That is fair enough.

That's a very limited view of what can be achieved there. A scientific research station would have opened up all kinds of possibilities. The place could have been used as a springboard for further travel, or in any number of military applications. In short, I don't buy the moon as the useless lump of rock it was billed as.

Supersonic air-planes haven't gone away; it's just commercial operations have decided to refine in a different direction; from customer comforts to low weight planes like the Dreamliner or A350. Also, we haven't stopped long-haul flights. We don't go the moon no more. Shame. I was hoping to test another popular conspiracy theory, namely that it might be comprised of cheese.

Dunno. There are a lot of pretty pictures, but on that basis, Krypton is real too. I saw stunningly detailed pictures from the surface. They even had their own Russell Crowe. Such an advanced civilization! I do find it a bit odd, that in every field of human endeavour, we've iterated, refined and got a crapload better at it. Space travel would seem to be the exception. We were ace at it in the 1970s, but are crap now. Much like glam rock in that respect.

Very good; the wider point they're trying to make, that FIFA comes to town in the manner of a dictator, is well worth making. How on earth did we. the creators of this game, ever allow it to be run by these charlatans?