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In this episode, Jack O'Neill comes to terms with his sons death, gets cloned by a little blue crystal, and finds the perfect way to put his ex-wife in therapy for life.
This episode remains one of many peoples favourites. Most of them, because it gives the suggestion that there could in fact be two Richard Dean Andersons at any given point in time, and they would like to cash in on that deal, if you know what I mean. Others simply enjoy the wonderful acting job done by Richard Dean Anderson in this episode. There wasn't a dry eye in the room when we all saw RDA shed a tear, as he watches a clone of himself slowly but surely ruin all hopes he ever had for a social life. Personally, I liked the crystals. They're happy, neat little geologic entities that go along with their happy lives until some curiosity ridden cat like O'Neill comes along and touches them. Then, with the force five times that of the AOL booting you off for the bajillionth time, you blow them across the room (or soundstage filled with pretty yellow sand) at least 10 meters high, and 15 meters across.
Now is that fun or WHAT?!
Hmmm...this review is unusually short, isn't it? Shorter than most reviews, which tend to be short anyway. I must find some way to fill it up, and make it less short. Let's see...
Nope. Can't think of anything. Did I mention my like for the pretty blue crytals? Yeah, guess I did. Well...that's it, then.
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