We saw Star Wars III tonight and it raised as many questions as it answered.
First question: Who sleeps in pearl sleeves? Doesn't that lead to Denty Arms?
Second question: Why in an era of antigravity motorcycles would anyone ride a giant lizard?
Third question: Is there no Sith Dental Association? Apparently not.
I've been a fan of science fiction since I was a kid. When the bookmobile would come to our school I'd sneak into the adult section and pick out the science fiction books. The librarian eventually learned my tastes and would have a stack of sci-fi books waiting for me. I read all the space operas, voyages to Mars, aliens in Mayan ruins and trips to the Moon.
Here's a not-in-any-order list of my favorites:
Clifford Simak - especially Way Station. He wrote a lot about friendly aliens, idiot savants and cultural exchanges.
Frank Herbert - Dune
William Tenn - time travel and time travel paradoxes
John Wyndham - Chocky, Day of the Triffids, Midwich Cuckoos
Two films stand out from my childhood:
The Day the Earth Stood Still
Gort! Klaatu barata niktu!
That hardly compares to Denty Arms.