What are we, England? We can’t do a full-length season anymore? It’s bad enough that cartoon seasons are so ridiculously short to begin with, but we only get eleven episodes of this show? Sheesh.

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You know, curiously, whenever I’ve hear “Space Age Love Song” by A Flock of Seagulls, I’ve always thought of a happy cheerleader in love with a machine dancing down the street at night while a giant alien and a huge mighty fighty robot duke it out in the background. If you’re at all like me - and face it, you really are, far moreso than you’re willing to admit - then you’ve had that same odd association. And now, thanks to the miracle that is Sym-Bionic Titan, my friends, all our dreams can be realized.

Seriously: Best use of Space Age Love Song, ever.

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I have this theory that the number of reads on a particular review tends to show the relative popularity of the show in the real world. Well, duh, right? No: it doesn’t work for shows like “Lost” or whatever, where there’s eleventy-jillion sites covering ‘em, so the numbers on those tend to be rather soft. There are a number of shows we cover, however, that I’ve *never* seen anyone else review on another website. Pretty much the whole CN Friday night lineup falls into that category. Ben 10’s last episode got more than three times as many reads as did last week’s episode of this show.

The princess and Corporal Lance* are having very bad dreams, and partial memories that might be dreams, or maybe things they’ve somehow forgotten. They can’t be sure, and Octus seems to have a whole lot of files he can’t access all of a sudden. Lance keeps reliving the death of his father and himself being attacked by demonic red beasties. The princess has far more nonstandard nightmares that are far more surrealistic and/or Bergmanesque in places, and probably shouldn’t be watched by kids. These ultimately turn out to be the work of an alien that can affect their minds.