I wonder whether it could be argued we've done this, perhaps inadvertently, via the internet.
This points out that, if intelligent life exists beyond us, its signals could very well have been encoded into media, encrypted in such a way as to appear as noise to an outside observer. Interesting, and unfalsifiable, point.
My gut says yes.Forget statistics and probabilities. What does your gut say? Is there intelligent life beyond this planet?
Also yes. But what's that got to do with aliens?Has anybody here seen a big white light in the sky and then had their genitals experimented on? That's the real question.
That does sound shit."In July 1982, during the film's first theatrical run, Spielberg and Mathison wrote a treatment for a sequel to be titled E.T. II: Nocturnal Fears. It would have shown Elliott and his friends getting kidnapped by evil aliens, and attempting to contact E.T. for help."
I believe that there was an episode of The Goldbergs in which he saved up all his money to buy this and was unbelievably disappointed.You ever read about the game?
"The final release was critically panned, with nearly every aspect of the game facing heavy criticism. E.T. is often cited as one of the worst video games of all time and one of the biggest commercial failures in video game history. It is cited as a major contributing factor to the video game industry crash of 1983 and has been frequently referenced and mocked in popular culture as a cautionary tale about the dangers of rushed game development and studio interference."
andOverview: A wheelchair-bound boy struggles through a world of corporate logos with the help of his newfound friend, a whistling booger from outer space. Together, they enjoy zany antics that are fun for the whole retarded family and help the alien's boil-covered family become official US citizens. GO TEAM USA!!!
Picture this: it's your twenty-first birthday. For twenty-one long years you've been good - you've never had so much as a drop of alcohol. You pick up your best friend in the new car you bought to commemorate this new chapter in your life, and the two of you head to a bar. You toss back a few drinks, share some laughs, and have a great time. Then you and your best friend get back into the car. You realize that you're a little tipsy but you don't think you're too drunk to drive. On the way home, you swerve a little bit, but since the roads are empty you don't pay any heed. As you turn onto your street, a woman and a dog dart into the road. You try to avoid them but end up hitting them both and crashing your car, sending your best friend flying through the windshield. You are unharmed, but as you crawl out of the wreckage you see that the woman and the dog are both dead... and that the woman was your girlfriend and the dog was your dog. There's nothing more you can do for them, so you rush to your best friend's side. He's mortally injured and he asks you to come closer. You take him in your arms and his blood flows all over you. In his final breath he tells you that he has AIDS and now you do too. Despite all this, you have nothing to complain about because you fucking haven't seen "Nukie."