It was only then that Billiam realized what earth was: a remake. The body counts are higher, the wars are nastier, the conflicts are more superficial – this planet and its history could be nothing else than a remake of a decent original, sensationalized to sell. Maybe the original was a classic. Billiam couldn’t be sure. But the remake was clearly directed by a hack, with an inferior cast. And as he read about global warming and frightened countries building nuclear arms, he worried that the flick might be pulled from theatres prematurely. How sad, he thought it, to live in a b-movie world. His only comfort came from imagining what was playing across the hall.
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