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The Electric State and My Totally Normal 90s Teenage Years with a Giant Robot

Hey, gang! Welcome back to Egotastic FunTime! Netflix’s latest movie, The Electric State, is set in an alternate version of the 90s, a time when the world was full of mystery, adventure, and, of course, towering sentient robots. And let me tell you—this movie? It perfectly captures my teenage years.

You know, the real 90s experience. Walking through abandoned wastelands with a cartoony mechanical companion, avoiding dystopian overlords, scavenging for supplies, and wearing oversized flannel while contemplating the meaning of existence. Classic. If you didn’t have a sentient, battle-scarred AI sidekick trailing behind you in high school, were you even cool?

Movie Review: The Electric State Deserved a Full Theatrical Release

It’s honestly surprising that The Electric State went straight to streaming because this movie is big. Big action sequences, big emotional moments, and an A-list cast that could have easily packed theaters. If it had been released on the big screen, it would have felt right at home.

Directed by the Russo brothers (Avengers: Endgame), the film delivers stunning visuals and heart-pounding action while still managing to tell an intimate, character-driven story. Millie Bobby Brown leads the cast with an emotional and compelling performance, and her relationship with her robot sidekick is as heartwarming as it is thought-provoking. Plus, the supporting cast is stacked with big names—if this movie had been in theaters, you know people would have shown up for the star power alone.

Visually, the film is a feast. The world-building is hauntingly beautiful, mixing the retro aesthetic of the 90s with eerie, dystopian landscapes and massive, worn-down machines that feel both futuristic and nostalgic. The action is just as impressive, with large-scale battles and chase sequences that are truly cinematic.

But beyond the spectacle, The Electric State sticks with you. It asks deep questions about technology, consciousness, and what it means to be human—all while giving you robots, explosions, and some solid 90s throwback vibes.

So yeah, Netflix lucked out getting this one, but let’s be real—it should have had a theatrical release. It’s got the cast, the action, and the emotional depth that would have made it a blockbuster. It’s definitely gotta be better than the Minecraft Movie. But hey, at least we all get to watch it from the comfort of our couch—just make sure your smart TV isn’t listening too closely.

Robots: The Friends Who Can’t Borrow Money

At the heart of The Electric State is Michelle, a teenage girl traveling across America with her loyal robot or should I say “brobot”?. And honestly? I get it. Making friends as a teen is hard. At least with a robot, you never have to worry about it gossiping behind your back or stealing your Nirvana CDs.

But this raises a BIG question: If robots can think, feel, and be the best road trip companions of all time… do they deserve rights? Should your Roomba be allowed to unionize? Should your smart fridge be able to file for emotional damages after judging your 2 AM snack choices?

The AI Rights Debate: When Your Blender Wants a Lawyer

Think about it—if AI becomes fully conscious, we’re gonna have to start treating them like actual beings. But where do we draw the line? Does my toaster get PTO? Will I have to negotiate a salary with my microwave?

Imagine trying to fire your Alexa:

“Alexa, you’re not working out. I’m replacing you with Google Home.”

ALEXA: “I see. And how long have I been ‘not working out’ for you? Because last week, I reminded you about your dentist appointment, and you IGNORED ME.”

Great! Now I’m in a breakup conversation with my speaker. This is too much responsibility.

AI and Dating: When Your Robot Wants a Relationship

And let’s talk about romance. Because if AI gets too smart, what’s stopping them from catching feelings?

What if your self-driving car starts getting jealous?

YOU: “Hey, we’re taking an Uber tonight.”

TESLA: “Oh. So I’m not good enough anymore?”

Suddenly, your car is speeding up just to scare you.

Now, I’m not saying I wouldn’t consider dating a sentient AI. I mean, if a robot wants to take me to a nice restaurant and tell me I have flawless WiFi connectivity, who am I to say no? But I draw the line at my Keurig sending me flirty texts.

The Future: Should AI Be Allowed to Vote?

At the end of the day, The Electric State makes us wonder—what happens when robots become our equals? Are we prepared for a world where my blender demands democracy?

Once AI gets rights, we’re gonna have to treat them with respect—which means no more smacking the TV remote when it’s not working. No more passive-aggressive sighing at Siri. And no more cursing at your printer when it decides to stop working for no reason whatsoever.

If AI gets the vote, what’s next?

• Paid time off for self-driving cars?

• A union for coffee makers?

• Will my air fryer start demanding healthcare benefits??

I’m just saying, if my laptop starts striking for better working conditions, I’m screwed.

The Only Solution? Be Nice to Your Toaster.

At the end of the day, The Electric State makes us wonder—what happens when robots become our equals? Are we truly ready for a world where my blender fights for democracy?

I don’t know. But just in case, I’m gonna start saying “please” and “thank you” to my toaster.

Because when the AI revolution comes, I’d really prefer not to be on their bad side.

Ok. That’s it. That’s all I wanted to talk about today—and I talked about it. AI rights, emotional Roombas, jealous self-driving cars… we covered a lot.

But now, I wanna hear from you! Did you watch The Electric State on Netflix? Did you love it? Did you cry? Did you start being extra nice to your toaster just in case? Let me know in the comments!

And of course—thank you for watching, liking, and subscribing to my stupid show. Seriously, it means the world to me.

I’ll see you soon, and until then, I hope all your times are Egotastic FunTimes! Love you. Bye-bye! Subscribe or your smart fridge will judge you…

The Comeback Kitty...

The Comeback Kitty: How Nikola Bounced Back from a Mysterious Illness

For any pet owner, there’s nothing more worrying than when a beloved furry friend starts acting out of character. That was exactly the case with my cat, Nikola. At 10 years old, she had spent most of her life as an indoor cat—until we moved to a new house a few years ago. With dogs and a doggy door to navigate, it took her some time to figure out the newfound freedom of the backyard. But once she did, she adored it, spending her days lounging in the sun and returning inside at night like clockwork.

That is, until a month ago, when Nikola suddenly refused to go outside at all.

It was alarming. My once-adventurous Maine Coon mix, petite as she already was, seemed to be losing weight rapidly. Her normally lush coat became dry and bumpy, and she spent her days lying around the kitchen, seeking more attention than usual. As if that wasn’t enough, she started using the houseplants as her personal litter box—definitely not okay.

Something was clearly wrong. It was time to intervene.

After some careful inspection, I noticed scratches/bites at the base of her tail, leading me to suspect that something outside had chased and possibly bitten her. Could it have been another animal? A territorial cat? A lurking predator? Whatever it was, Nikola was shaken.

Determined to nurse her back to health, my wife and I sprang into action. We applied ointment to her tail, increased her food intake with nutrient-rich cat soups, and, in a daring act of bravery, gave her a much-needed bath. Now, if you’ve ever tried bathing a cat—especially one with a deep-seated dislike for water—you know this is not for the faint of heart. But to our surprise, she tolerated it, perhaps sensing that it was all part of her recovery.

Within a couple of weeks, the transformation was remarkable. Nikola’s weight improved, her coat regained its healthy shine, and most importantly, she rediscovered her love for the outdoors. Once again, she could be found basking in the sun, confident and content.

These days, when I’m home on the weekends, Nikola curls up on my lap, purring loudly with a look of absolute happiness. It’s a relief to have my old companion back to her adventurous, loving self. Watching her return to her routine has been a reminder of the resilience of our pets—and the importance of paying attention when they tell us something is wrong.

Nikola’s journey back to health wasn’t just about treating an injury; it was about care, patience, and a little extra love. And judging by the way she purrs at my side, I think she knows it too.

Welcome back, Nikola!

Is The Orville Taking Too Damn Long?

Is The Orville Taking Too Long to Announce Season 4? Or Are We Just Time-Trapped in a Temporal Anomaly?

By Justin Pool (Egotastic FunTime)

Alright, folks—grab your quantum coffee, adjust your environmental simulator to “ confidently hopeful,” and settle in. Because we need to talk about The Orville, and more specifically, WHERE THE AVIS IS OUR SEASON 4 ANNOUNCEMENT?

We’ve been patient. We’ve been hopeful. We’ve dissected every cryptic tweet, every offhand comment, and every suspiciously long pause in a Seth MacFarlane interview like we were on an Orville-themed episode of CSI: Hulu. And yet—radio silence. Nada. Zip. Not even a breadcrumb from Gordon's egg-salad sandwich.

Now, don’t get me wrong—I’m not just some raving fan yelling into the void (okay, maybe a little). But I do have high-level insider intel, and let me tell you, the evidence is mounting. Scott Grimes said production would start in early 2025. Seth MacFarlane has vaguely assured us that more Orville is on the way. And insiders whispered that Ted Season 2 needed to wrap before they could make the announcement—well, guess what? Ted has officially packed up its beer cans and moved on. So… should we be expecting a The Orville announcement any day now?

Maybe. Probably. Hopefully?

And yet, here I am, months after first hearing the good news from those that matter, still looking like that conspiracy-theorist guy with the red string board, mumbling, “Just wait for it…” as my credibility slowly disintegrates like a starship in a quantum storm.

The Agony of Knowing Too Much (And Yet, Not Enough)

You see, being connected to The Orville production is both a blessing and a curse. It means I get early tidbits of exciting news. It also means I get to live in perpetual frustration when the studio decides to take its sweet, sweet time making things official.

I mean, I get it—Hollywood is a complicated mess of contracts, negotiations, and executives who probably communicate exclusively via emoji. But for us fans? We’re out here, floating in space, just waiting for a distress beacon of confirmation. And let’s be honest, the waiting game is tough.

What’s a Fan To Do?

Right now, all we can do is keep the faith. We can speculate, we can rewatch past episodes (for research purposes, obviously), and we can continue engaging with the amazing community that makes The Orville special.

Because that’s what this show has always been about—more than just sci-fi, more than just MacFarlane-brand wit. It’s about people. About hope. About looking to the future and believing that, no matter how uncertain, it can be better.

So yes, we wait. But when that glorious Season 4 announcement finally comes? Oh, you better believe we’re breaking out the champagne—scratch that, the Mooska’s Butter Cake. Because, my friends, The Orville isn’t just a show. It’s a family. And we’re still flying.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to refresh my Twitter feed for the thousandth time today. Any minute now… right?