He had them as spellbound as a room full of Ewoks listening to C-3PO.

The hoverlanes were murder.

The other one I did was 'I, Robot.' I take apart Isaac Asimov's Robots world.

Oh, good. Okay, I'd like to get more sleep before I have to figure out how we find a Sith Lord in Washington.

But I'm not imaginative. I couldn't look into the future, like Star Wars or Robots or anything like that.

What if I got hit by lightning while walking with an umbrella? Ban umbrellas! Fight the menace of lightning!