Quotes: Fan Boy

Aqualad: You sound more like a fan boy than a nemesis.

Known for a complete lack of objectivity in relation to their preferred focus. Usually argue with circular logic that they refuse to acknowledge. Arguments or debates with such are usually futile. Every flaw is spun into semi-virtues and everything else, blown to comedic, complimentary proportions.

Nothing ruins a good thing quite like knowing you share your opinions with mindless little tits who bray like mules if you so much as mention the word "cake," and the good thing in question can never be the same again.

We wanted so badly ....we couldn't believe it...we walked outta there like...we could not conceive...it was impossible to believe...of a time...where a Star Wars movie might suck?

If you can put yourself back in that time: Y'know, Star Wars, Empire Strikes Back, Return of the Jedi. We saw there was a trailer for Phantom Menace. Oh my god, it was the best thing ever. It DID NOT. ENTER. OUR. MINDS. That that movie might suck. It was IMPOSSIBLE.

It was unbelievable. And so, everyone walked in there, and it was like...we were like trauma victims. It was like we were delusional! And we wanted so badly—we all told ourselves that we loved it.

And we had to watch it again.

It might not have been until home video, that you watched that movie again and you realized, "Oh my god. Oh my god. What just the hell happened."

That is how being a fan fucking works. You pick your team, and that is your team for life. If you were dumb enough to pick the Vikings, tough shit...Look at Julie! She’s wearing a Vikings jersey and a Cowboys hat! FLAG! I CALL A FUCKING FLAG ON THAT OUTFIT! Only Snoop Dogg is allowed to get away with this sort of thing.

18 years now watching Doctor Who will drive anyone a bit mad, and let's face it, I wasn't Captain Sanity of the HMS Normal to begin with. So yeah. I taught my one class today in a brown-based button-down shirt, red suspenders, maroon red bow tie, and a brown sports jacket. There may have been a replica Sonic Screwdriver in my pocket. Because, look, I've basically spent my entire life aspiring to be the Doctor, so I'm bloody well holding onto the title.

There are things about fanatics that, by the very nature of the term, make them almost religious in their zealotry....It's not about whether something makes sense, or whether something is of quality, or if something is worthwhile, it's honestly much more about whether a thing is KNOWN and if the decision upon that knowing was LIKE or FAIL. Most people choose LIKE for Superman before their cognitive faculties develop, so their blind spot to any inadequacy can be large.

It's like hearing someone brag about their personal library and you find out it's filled with nothing but Star Wars novels and Choose-Your-Own-Adventure books. I know they're printed on pulped trees and bought at a Borders, but that doesn't make them real books. Consuming those is an exercise in stunting your ability to appreciate real storytelling. I wouldn't trust a food critic if all he ever grubbed on were hot dogs, and I don't trust Whedonites when their experience with moving pictures begins and ends with Mutant Enemy productions. Once More With Feeling shouldn't be a goddamn Rocky Horror Picture Show. Fuck, it's not even a good musical. But then, you'd have to have watched another musical to know that.