Sith Happens
I felt a great disturbance in the Force… as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. I fear something terrible has happened. What?
Revenge of the Sith.
The first time I heard that Lucas was doing the prequels, I was beside myself with joy. The first time I heard “Duel of the Fates,” I was disappointed but hopeful. The first time I saw “The Phantom Menace,” I was exhilarated but largely unsatisfied. The second time I saw “The Phantom Menace,” I started to wonder what Lucas was smoking. The third time I saw “The Phantom Menace,” I didn't – because I haven't watched it all the way through more than twice. The first time I saw “Attack of the Clones,” I was giddy but confused. The second time I saw “Attack of the Clones,” I started to question my own faith (and found the lack of it disturbing).
Episodes I & II were replete with oversights, mistakes, and generally shoddy elements (save the special effects). Close friends are disillusioned with this new Star Wars franchise beyond the point of no return. I want to love Star Wars, and I want to believe that it's still as wonderful as it once was. Unfortunately, Lucas hasn't made this easy. I'm not a Star Wars apologist, but… I can't really consider myself a fan anymore.
When I heard that there was a Darth Tater, I laughed… and the more I thought about it, I cried. Merchandising has gotten waaaaaaaaaay out of hand. The article “Despite hype, upcoming 'Star Wars' bound to blow” is pretty much spot-on. Instead of lampooning the fans, pop culture is lambasting Lucas (and rightfully so). I'd have to be stupid to swallow this for the third time, no matter how much I want to think III is going to eliminate the pains of I & II. There may be, however, a new hope:
ROTS is PG-13.
Thank the maker.

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