Reassessing the Prequels

It's funny, because in the world of films, just saying "the Prequels" will probably tell you all you need to know about what a person's talking about. And it immediately conjures up feelings about them, ones that are most often deeply seeded over a very long gestation period, more than ten years now since the release of the third film in the trilogy. Every opinion has been rendered, and I'm not about to open new ground by rendering my own, but I thought now was a good time to voice them in a cavernous void where few if any eyes will ever see them.

Star Wars: The Force Awakens will bring about the End Of The World -- And it's all that little droid's fault

By now, if you give five shits about Star Wars (and I'd hope so if you're reading this) then you've already seen the latest teaser trailer for Episode VII. If not, what the fuck? There's more epic and awesome in that little trailer than an evening on the lake with Zack Snyder and Michael Bay dueling in samurai gear on C4-powered jet skis. And it's not causing a stir because it's full of action and amazing-looking set pieces. It's making fans old and new foam in the pants because it's a new Star Wars, and it doesn't look like goofy melodramatic shit.