You Know I Wish That I Had Anakin's Girl
I finally figured out why I've always liked Rick Springfield. He's a Jedi. Don't believe me? All right, you tell me which of these two pictures is Luke's father:
A quick thumbnail review, for those interested: If I'd waited in line outside of the wrong theater for a month, absorbed people calling me a fucktard on their blogs, found the time to send emails to said blog owner refuting the fucktard charge and calling him a "hater" and then, finally, went in to a different theater at midnight to watch this movie (and by movie, I mean, 2 hours of the worst dialog and acting since, well, Episode 2) I might begin to reevaluate my position in life. Why? (And not only is that a great question -- Why? -- but also the emotional extent of Natalie Portman's dialog. Why? What do you mean? What are you saying?) Because Wendy and I went this morning around 10, enjoyed a coke, some Jordan almonds, some decent popcorn, a state of the art sound system, comfortable seats and perfect viewing lines....and the movie still, basically, sucked, the difference being that I didn't sit outside for 6 weeks prior. I feared it would suck. I feared that it would cheapen the experience of the first 3 movies (though, really, those fucking Ewoks did a pretty good job of that already) Oh, it was cool and I enjoyed it, because part of me is still 8 and playing with his action figures and sleeping in his Han Solo jammies, but the fact remains, it simply wasn't a very good movie. (Finally: I guess in space, mullets are very popular.)
On the upside, the new Battlestar Galactica series positively rules. Whatever happened to those Clueless Morons who were demanding a return of the original cast?
Are you just trying to get a lot of posts by irate fans?
That link to the clueless morons was the funniest thing I've read in ages :)
Posted by: marty | May 21, 2005 at 04:28 AM
No, I just didn't like the movie...of course, I'm likely to buy it immediatly upon release on DVD and watch it 800 more times, but, yeah, I also like Rick Springfield, so there you go.
Posted by: Tod Goldberg | May 21, 2005 at 07:59 AM
Tod,
At the risk of sending your heart into overdrive, I introduced rock star Rick to America way (way) back when. He was already big noise in Australia, co-managed by another Aussie star, Robie Porter, and Steve Binder, whose credits as a director included the TV special that rescued Elvis from movie dulldom. Rick, a good guy...
Posted by: Bob Levinson | May 21, 2005 at 09:09 AM
The Navy daughter in Florida went to see it yesterday, too. She said she loved the effects, but the movie stank ... You had Han Solo jammies? I forget that you're that much younger.
Posted by: Karen | May 21, 2005 at 03:18 PM
Yes, but Anakin took his shirt off. That in itself was worth the $10 bucks.
Posted by: Gendy Alimurung | May 22, 2005 at 05:55 AM
"Whatever happened to those Clueless Morons who were demanding a return of the original cast?"
They took over Richard Hatch's site, now that Hatch has "betrayed" them and thrown in with Ron Moore.
A friend of mine went to the midnight showing of the new STAR WARS. There was only one costumed fan.
In a STAR TREK outfit. Must not have gotten the memo.
OTOH, the wife and I saw only one costumed fan dressed as Darth Sidious. This assumes, of course, that Sid at one time carried a cheap knock-off of a light saber and wore a Green Day T-Shirt under his cloak.
But I can't comment on that really. I saw THE INCREDIBLES dressed as an overweight guy who works for an insurance company. My wife dressed as the insurance guy's wife.
We're such rebels.
Posted by: Jim Winter | May 22, 2005 at 07:19 AM
Speaking of Clueless Morons, whatever happened to those folks who were standing outside the wrong theatre for a few weeks? Did they go running, en masse, across the street to the right theatre?
Posted by: Lee Goldberg | May 22, 2005 at 11:18 PM