When Titans Collide!
Sophie had an easier choice.
Send a kid packing, live to fight another day. It’s not rocket science. It’s not as tough as deciding between Chick-Fil-A’s spicy wrap and chicken club for God’s sake. It’s not a decision that shakes your foundation like the Deep Star Six/Leviathan lament. Fuck it, toss Lords of the Deep in there while you’re at it and then wonder if maybe Sophie should have had more damn kids so she could send two of them suckers to David Warner’s Playhouse [anyone got funding to start this chain of children’s restaurants?] and split the difference.
But Sophie never had these two DVDs on the verge of coming out, did she?