I am disappoint; I thought Bob's lapse into his Baaahhhhhston accent was a subtle play at changing the continuity of his own production and "expecting" the viewers to carry on just as though nothing had happened. You know, like your standard Geoff Johns ret-con. Turns out I was overthinking it.
Speaking of overthinking, it could just be me, but the irony of the Starship Troopers comparison is that, while the original Heinlein novel was a pretty rah-rah-military affair, I interpreted the tone of the recent film adaptation as being more satirical in nature, telling a lot of the same story, but with a tongue in one's cheek as the realization dawns that war is cyclical, we're not so different from the bugs, and as per the newsreels, we have always been at war with Eastasia.
The one thing that always irked me as being the lynchpin of some gen-Xer's philosophy is the movie Fight Club. Yes, it was a good film, and yes, it brought Brad Pitt out of the long-haired pretty-boy phase of his career into the short-spiky-cut shades-wearing badass phase, and yes, it was a good treatise on nihilism, though not to the extent of the book. But there was a better movie about a lot of the same concepts of nihilism and free thought and subversion of establishment that came out in the same year... I think it was called The Matrix or something.
But the quality of the film notwithstanding, it drives me nuts when people get all like "Fight Club totally redefined my life" and so forth. It's a MOVIE. You guys remember that part where Ed Norton was trying to "awaken" the brainwashed masses in the Durden compound, shouting at them "YOU ARE ALL INDIVIDUALS" and they respond in their bland monotone "we are aaallll indiviiiiiduals"... they think they've been set free from an oppressive establishment, when in fact they just fell into another collective with the illusion of freedom because they are TOLD they are free and don't have the will or self-awareness to establish that for themselves. When your entire perspective on life, the universe, and everything is based on a MOVIE that was designed to EXTRACT MONEY from you so that the studio can PROFIT from your entertainment and so-called enlightenment, guess what? THAT'S YOU. YOU ARE THEM. WAKE UP, FIGHT CLUB DOUCHEBAG! /rant over
Also, Bob... WHERE ARE SAMURAI PIZZA CATS?!? WE DEMAND SATISFACTION!