So this afternoon B suggested that we watch "Star Trek: Nemesis" together, since he'd found a second-hand copy at Cash Converters. "You don't have to watch the whole movie if you don't want to... just a little..."
Hah. Try getting up and away when your bf has his gorilla-arms wrapped around you and isn't letting go. His pain is mine, apparently.
"It's Sand Raiders on wheels... It's mad Max... it's the Gulf War... it's (post cliff-hop) the most unbelievably unbelievable escape I've ever seen"
"Don't they remember Lore?"
"What... Picard says it's OK to transfer Data's memories? That's stupid!"
"Remans look like Nosferatu" "No, they look like Orcs"
"She's a Romulan captain? Look at that posing. Bring in Sarah Douglas!"
(Riker's fight with the Viceroy): "It's 'Aliens' - watch out for the grating!.... No, it's 'Galaxyquest' - watch out for the limitless drop!"
"So it's possible to be viciously rammed and back out again without dragging your enemy with you... woo hoo, new physics!"
"Gee, Romulan vessels have wide corridors"
At the (Excalibur-esque) climax: "You've got 30 seconds and you spend most of them on sentimentality?"
I want 'em back. Every damn minute.