(actually, I can think of something even worse than that, which is a TV western based on this premise, where a roving band of pre-Socratic desperadoes terrorizes Texas. The climax is no doubt when the hero strides onto Main Street, revolver in hand, saying “There’s a new sheriff in town.” And Parmenides gruffly responds “No, I’m pretty sure that’s impossible.”)
I’m pretty sure this would actually be fairly good.
“The only truly consistent people are the dead, Protagoras,” he said – and squeezed the trigger.
I’m pretty sure this would actually be fairly good.
I rest my case.