“Oh, now don't get lost, Fatima my sweet!” Then, under his breath, the man costumed as a swashuckling feline Errol Flynn hissed into the mike in his mask connected to a bud in the other suiter's ear, “Do you even know where you're going, you baggage?” “Tabbe, my love,” the crimson vixen dressed like a dancer from the Arabian Nights purred back at him, costume's eyes half-lidded with long lashes, “unlike some people I always know where I'm going.” She rolled her hips as she passed several young men dressed in some sort of SF military outfits. They gave appreciative wolf whistles as she did. Fatima muttered under her breath into the small mike in her mask, “I know who I'd rather be with, too. Jerk!” Before either could say more one of the 'soldiers' set their arm around Fatima's curvy waist and gave her a squeeze. She lightly slipped out of their clutches with the ease of long practice. “Oh, no, good sir! My dearest love Tabbe,” she bowed in the direction of her feline compatriot
I still feel a little chill when I watch this. I remember how surprised I was to see it when the animated Dini & Timm Superman was first running. Everything about this brief scene seems perfect in retrospect, including the dialogue. "Where in God's name are we?" "That depends. Which god are you talking about?"
I'm watching Star Trek: TNG right now and I have to wonder: what made anyone think that allowing people to bring their children onto a military ship on a dangerous five-year cruise was a good idea? Or was this purely for 'dramatic reasons'?
If it matters, Marvel will be releasing an omnibus edition of their 1977 Godzilla comic later this year. Better start saving now, as it'll be going for $100. Still, it's a popular title among the collectors and old-school fans. Now we just have to wait for Marvel to finally do a collected Shogun Warriors.