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fidgetcub and I saw Revenge of the Sith tonight in all its digitally-projected glory at the Cinerama Dome. It's pretty much exactly what we both thought it would be -- it's fun and silly and exhilarating and excruciatingly cornball in spots.
(How about that "NOOOOOO!" from Vader near the end, huh? Complete with camera pull-back, 'natch. Haven't seen that before.)
Ewan McGregor is easily the best of the cast, as he was in the previous two. He just manages to effortlessly be Alec Guiness, and has a great time doing it. He's so amazing to watch -- he manages the high drama throughout Sith with a lot more aplomb and less camp than the rest of the cast.
And you're right,moroccomole, Hayden Christiansen does indeed suck a dick sandwich. For beer money. To quote Peter Travers' spot-on review from Rolling Stone, "to call him wooden would be an affront to puppets everywhere."
The plot was nicely laid out, but much of the dialogue was just as clunky and tin-eared as we've come to expect from Lucas. Excusable, I guess, given the epic proportions (and expectations). Warts and all, I suppose it's the most entertaining of the "new trilogy", and I very much enjoyed it at face value.
And at the end, I felt like "well, that's it then." Like I could finally close that particularly gigantic pop-culture chapter of my life and move on.
Most surprisingly, I certainly didn't expect to recieve some sage advice from Yoda, which rang bittersweet and true in my ears:
Death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for those around you who transform into the Force. Mourn them, do not. Miss them, do not. Train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose.
fidgetcub and I saw Revenge of the Sith tonight in all its digitally-projected glory at the Cinerama Dome. It's pretty much exactly what we both thought it would be -- it's fun and silly and exhilarating and excruciatingly cornball in spots.(How about that "NOOOOOO!" from Vader near the end, huh? Complete with camera pull-back, 'natch. Haven't seen that before.)
Ewan McGregor is easily the best of the cast, as he was in the previous two. He just manages to effortlessly be Alec Guiness, and has a great time doing it. He's so amazing to watch -- he manages the high drama throughout Sith with a lot more aplomb and less camp than the rest of the cast.
And you're right,
moroccomole, Hayden Christiansen does indeed suck a dick sandwich. For beer money. To quote Peter Travers' spot-on review from Rolling Stone, "to call him wooden would be an affront to puppets everywhere."The plot was nicely laid out, but much of the dialogue was just as clunky and tin-eared as we've come to expect from Lucas. Excusable, I guess, given the epic proportions (and expectations). Warts and all, I suppose it's the most entertaining of the "new trilogy", and I very much enjoyed it at face value.
And at the end, I felt like "well, that's it then." Like I could finally close that particularly gigantic pop-culture chapter of my life and move on.
Most surprisingly, I certainly didn't expect to recieve some sage advice from Yoda, which rang bittersweet and true in my ears:
Death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for those around you who transform into the Force. Mourn them, do not. Miss them, do not. Train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose.
