Goddamn. When Rowyda told me that she was working on Alien vs Predator, I was overjoyed. I’ve been a fan of this franchise since forever – such a fan, in fact, that I even enjoyed the movies (!). I did experience a little bit of apprehension at the thought that someone might find a fifteen year old’s most deeply buried secret (and people wonder why I write under a fake name), but I considered that that link was dead forever, and I was pretty sure the others would also never be found, so I acquiesced to publishing the review.
And then it turned out to have nothing to do with the movies, or the games, or the comic books. Instead it’s a book of poetry by this Michael Robbins, a guy whom I thought was an actor (the guy from Will Hunting, from what I recall, but this is muddled up enough as it is). Alien vs Predator is reviewed by Rowyda Amin at this link: No acid. Just great criticism.
Have a great Sunday!
"a guy who I thought was an actor," not whom. you're confusing the objective case with the subjective because of the parenthetical "I thought," which doesn't affect the subject-verb arrangement.
(You can see this by rephrasing: a guy who was an actor, I thought. There was a Michael Robbins on British TV, but he died. It's a common name. I got a Google alert about this post. Carry on.)
Good call, Mike. My bad for writing under the effects of sobriety. Always did have bad effects on my grammar.
J.