Post by HTT on May 4, 2005 12:24:18 GMT
[glow=purple,2,300]Excerpt from Hail The Tripods parodied version of Jeff Waynes musical version of War Of the Worlds:[/glow]4. FOREVER AUTUMN STALLING
The Spring deadline is fading as the year grows old
And Coming Soon's not drawing near
The bl**dy film will be much older
It's still not here.
I watch my hopes fly south with every web update
And one by one they disappear
I wish Pendragon would just heed them
It's still not here.
Like a fool in a dream I did support you
Acting like a big tease is not the way
Now April's deadlines passed we should kick Tim Hine ass
Perhaps they meant April next year
Pendragons staff sleep undisturbed now
It's still not here.
Posts suddenly leapt from forum to forum, the fan base excited and supportive - and I was swept along with them, aimless and lost until now. Finally, I headed Westward for the US, and it's only hope of survival - a movie out of Paramount.
Like a fool in a dream I did support you
Acting like a big tease is not the way
Someday a DVD might meet my weary eyes
But this might not be for some years
Tim Hines will be Forever Stalling
It's still not here.
As I hastened to Paramount, Jeff Wayne and Howell threads, more and more people joined the painful exodus. Sad, weary fans, their voices stumbling and streaked with tears, feeling bitter and angry, as if Tim's rubbing our noses in it, treating us like beggars and outcasts. Fans snarled and whined, of course its just an excuse like Chrome... and here and there were supportive postings, as useless as the rest. We wanted tripods wading up the Thames, cutting through bridges as though they were paper - Waterloo Bridge, Westminster Bridge... the trailer had a floating Big Ben! Never before in the history of the world had such a mass of human beings moved and suffered together. This was no disciplined production - it was a farce - without order and without a goal, six million dollars wasted and unpublisised, driving headlong. It was the beginning of the rout of Pendragon, of the massacre of Tim Hines. A small crowd had warned us of the already doomed steaming pile. I looked up enviously at those publicity posters - straight into the eyes of my an authentic martian! At sight of it, I began to think it might pack out cinemas worldwide. At the last moment, the film was delayed, and I wish Tim had got a last glimpse of our despairing faces, as the the film got swept away from us.
Like a fool in a dream I did support you
Acting like a big tease is not the way
Now April's deadlines passed we should kick Tim Hine ass
Perhaps they meant April next year
Pendragons staff sleep undisturbed now
It's still not here.
The release date began to move slowly away - but on the horizon appeared the trailer with a Spielberg Fighting Machine. Another came (Jeff), and another (Howell), striding over Washington DC, publicising far out to sea, and providing light at the end of the Tunnel. To follow them, sits the silent, grey company 'Pendragon'. Slowly it moved towards cinemas; then, with a damp squib and no announcement, it swung about and drove at no speed towards the waiting public…
[glow=purple,2,300]I'd only parodied Eve Of The War and the start of Horsell Common and the Heat Ray before I gotbored stuck!, and now this bit. I'll stick it up (oo-er missus) in the Fan Creations thread.... [/glow]
The Spring deadline is fading as the year grows old
And Coming Soon's not drawing near
The bl**dy film will be much older
It's still not here.
I watch my hopes fly south with every web update
And one by one they disappear
I wish Pendragon would just heed them
It's still not here.
Like a fool in a dream I did support you
Acting like a big tease is not the way
Now April's deadlines passed we should kick Tim Hine ass
Perhaps they meant April next year
Pendragons staff sleep undisturbed now
It's still not here.
Posts suddenly leapt from forum to forum, the fan base excited and supportive - and I was swept along with them, aimless and lost until now. Finally, I headed Westward for the US, and it's only hope of survival - a movie out of Paramount.
Like a fool in a dream I did support you
Acting like a big tease is not the way
Someday a DVD might meet my weary eyes
But this might not be for some years
Tim Hines will be Forever Stalling
It's still not here.
As I hastened to Paramount, Jeff Wayne and Howell threads, more and more people joined the painful exodus. Sad, weary fans, their voices stumbling and streaked with tears, feeling bitter and angry, as if Tim's rubbing our noses in it, treating us like beggars and outcasts. Fans snarled and whined, of course its just an excuse like Chrome... and here and there were supportive postings, as useless as the rest. We wanted tripods wading up the Thames, cutting through bridges as though they were paper - Waterloo Bridge, Westminster Bridge... the trailer had a floating Big Ben! Never before in the history of the world had such a mass of human beings moved and suffered together. This was no disciplined production - it was a farce - without order and without a goal, six million dollars wasted and unpublisised, driving headlong. It was the beginning of the rout of Pendragon, of the massacre of Tim Hines. A small crowd had warned us of the already doomed steaming pile. I looked up enviously at those publicity posters - straight into the eyes of my an authentic martian! At sight of it, I began to think it might pack out cinemas worldwide. At the last moment, the film was delayed, and I wish Tim had got a last glimpse of our despairing faces, as the the film got swept away from us.
Like a fool in a dream I did support you
Acting like a big tease is not the way
Now April's deadlines passed we should kick Tim Hine ass
Perhaps they meant April next year
Pendragons staff sleep undisturbed now
It's still not here.
The release date began to move slowly away - but on the horizon appeared the trailer with a Spielberg Fighting Machine. Another came (Jeff), and another (Howell), striding over Washington DC, publicising far out to sea, and providing light at the end of the Tunnel. To follow them, sits the silent, grey company 'Pendragon'. Slowly it moved towards cinemas; then, with a damp squib and no announcement, it swung about and drove at no speed towards the waiting public…
[glow=purple,2,300]I'd only parodied Eve Of The War and the start of Horsell Common and the Heat Ray before I got