A teaser trailer for the new Star Trek: Into Darkness is out, and a headline from the website Pajiba said it would Cumber my Batch and Zack the H-ll out of my Quinto. I found this hilarious because I have a serious weakness for the clever double-Entendre.
For you non-geeks Benedict Cumberbatch, Sherlock from the British version, is the big bad, and Zachary Quinto plays Spock.
Did the trailer do as promised? Not sure. Not enough Zack to get my Quinto going. I had an odd crush on Spock as a girl so my Quinto would like more Zack, please.
It hit all the required elements of a trailer nowadays, British bad guy VoiceOver, beloved characters in peril, stuff blowing up, general public gaping in dismay yadda yadda yadda. It was great!
I adore Benedict’s voice so yay but he’s never really Cumbered my Batch. He reminds me of an inquisitive ferret (sorry Ben!). He was a sorta fine looking evil ferret in this trailer, though. Consider me Batch-curious at this point.
But now I think about the films I’ve recently seen and wonder…
The Hunger Games Lenny’d the Effie out of my Kravitch. Would a man say hey that movie really made my Peeta Glimmer?
The Avengers thoroughly Joss’d my Whedon six ways ’till Sunday. Would a man say it turned his Johanssen Scarlett?
Will Lincoln clothe me in immense power and make me Proclaim my Emancipation?
Will The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey pull a Gandalf on my Bilbo and leave my Middle-Earth pining for Aragorn?
Did Taylor Lautner’s abs Break my Twi-Fan sister’s Dawn during Eclipse Part 2?
Did Tom Cruise into my Mom’s heart during Rock of Ages?
Someone please stop me I could do this all day. Did I mention a few posts ago that I tend to get loopy when I don’t feel well? This might be Exhibit A.
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