After going to a midnight showing of “Terminator 2: Judgment Day,” this weekend, I worried over a couple of things.

Despite my love for the first two “Terminator” films, there’s isn’t a clear reason why a third one is necessary. Not only this, but a third one isn’t possible.

The end of “Terminator 2” basically shuts the door on the chance of another sequel. Filmmaker James Cameron apparently wanted nothing to do with the third one, and with good reason.

To fully encompass my point, a look back to the beginning is necessary.

In the first film, future John Connor sends back a soldier (Michael Biehn) to protect his mother, Sarah (Linda Hamilton), from an unstoppable killing machine (Arnold Schwarzenegger), otherwise known as the Terminator.

The Terminator’s mission is to kill Sarah Connor, therefore preventing John from ever being conceived.

Since Sarah and the soldier do the nasty, conceive John, and kill the Terminator, the machines have failed, and John is born.

This brings us to “Terminator 2.”

John, now a young man, is the target of the T-1000 (Robert Patric).

The Terminator is reprogrammed and sent back to save John and his mother. By the end, the T-1000 is destroyed, as is the chip Miles Dyson (who is also killed) designed, the crushed arm left from the original Terminator, and Arnold, now a friendly terminator, offs himself to insure that Judgment Day never occurs.

To really ruin the fun, since all of these things never ended up happening with destroying the chip and Skynet’s future, there would be no Judgment Day.

This also means an older John Connor would never send back someone to defend his mother because there would be no threat, nor would he would never be born.

For argument’s sake, John could be born, but not fathered by the soldier sent back in time who knocked up his mom in the first place.

Obviously, these guys have never seen “Back to the Future” and don’t know anything about destiny or space-time continuum.

So…now that “T3” is the filmed version of Judgment Day, what the hell happened in transit of the two sequels? I’m looking for a pretty damned good excuse.

Preconceived notions, take aim: I smell a sequel full of lengthy chases and explosions.

Eat it, Hollywood. Your plot holes disgust me.

— Ryan Curell