This is one of many things I've discussed today... So, who wants to be in my movie?

Liss: right.. we'll have some guys wrapped in tinfoil, with signs on their backs saying 'astronauts' and they'll be on a black stage, and periodically we'll have them say 'we're floating in space *crackle*'
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Moosechees: hey.. that sounds like it could be a pretty cool movie liss
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Genesis: *grin* why have a stage? let's all sit in dark rooms and run our own movies through our heads.
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(Doc): liss... that is pretty much good enough if your brain is in gear. Good drama is about suspension of dispeliefe.
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Moosechees: every once in a while they could say "Oh no.. we are being sucked into a whirly space thing."
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Liss: and then we'll have another guy come in, wrapped in bubble wrap, and he can be a space monster
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Liss: and bubble wrap will say 'I'm highly evolved, I don't have to float in space'
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Liss: and the tinfoil dudes will say 'we're floating in space *crackle* An alien!'
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Liss: and then a disembodied voice will say 'This is huston. we need a full report before you continue floating in space *crackle*'
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Liss: and bubble wrap says 'hey, you guys want to learn how to get energy from water, like they did in 'The Saint''
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Liss: and the tinfoil dudes say 'Hold on, we've got to fill out this report'
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Moosechees: but then the bubble wrap guy eats their brains
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Karin: I think you have something, Liss :)
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The mud falls silent as Liss pores over her screenplay.
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Liss: And after several days of report making by the tinfoil men, bubble wrap gets bored and leaves.
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Moosechees: and comes back to earth disguised as the 2 astronauts
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Liss: and the advancement of human society is forever retarded by meaningless beaurocracy
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Liss: the end