John Heaton (jheaton) wrote,
John Heaton

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Revenge of the Sith

I saw Revenge of the Sith last night, but it wasn't easy. My original plan was to see a 12 noon matinee, and in fact already bought my ticket online. Then I got a call from K, asking if I'd be willing to work a mid-day shift instead of closing. I said I would. On the way to the store, I stopped at the theater to exchange my matinee ticket for a later one, which I tucked into my wallet for safe-keeping.

I got off work around 8:00 PM. Technically I was scheduled to stay until 8:30, but the truth is that our business slows to a crawl on Staurday nights, so the MOD told me I may as well leave. (She may also have been worried that I would murder someone if I continued working on the project I'd been working on all day. More about said project anon.)

On the way to the theater, I stopped to get gas, and to check my e-mail. Once I reached the theater, I found the parking lot pretty much entirely full. But I found a pretty good spot behind a nearby office building, and very soon found myself at the at the door to the theater. Which is when I discovered my wallet was missing.

I high-tailed it back to the car, and realized upon not finding it that I must have left it at the gas station. Crap! So I gave up my pretty good parking space and drove back to the gass station, retrieved my wallet, and made it back five minutes after the advertised starting time. And yet despite being late, I still got to see both the Fantastic Four and The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe trailers. Woot!

So anyway, the movie. I'm not much of a Star Wars fan, so I figured that as long as it wasn't completely awful, I would probably enjoy it. And I did! It wasn't a great movie by any stretch of the imagination, but I was entertained throughout, which ultimately is all I care about.

My favorite part was when R2-D2 delivered an electric shock to another droid, and the droid said, "ow!" That's right out of a Simpsons episode, you know: in "Lisa the Skeptic," the townspeople of Springfield go on an anti-science rampage, during which they torch a robotics laboratory, from which a burning robot emerges crying, "Why? Why was I programmed to feel pain?" Good stuff.

Speaking of droids, I didn't really get General Grievous at first. A droid with asthma? Another Matt Groening shoutout of sorts, this time to Futurama, with their robots that were designed and programmed to be homeless. I finally decided that he must be a cyborg or something; he appeared to have human(oid) eyes, and I thought I saw a shriveled but beating heart when Obi-Wan pulled apart his chest plates. But until I figured it out, it was kind of distracting to hear an obvious droid breathing raspily, or indeed breathing at all. (Even though it never bothered me to see and/or hear vampires breathing on Buffy and Angel.)

That's really all I have to say about it, because as I said before, I don't really care about Star Wars. I can't get worked up about the bad acting or the clunky dialogue or the plot holes because in the end, my thoughts on the matter begin and end with, "eh, who cares, it's just a Star Wars movie." Sorry.

Now Narnia, that I can get into. That was a perfect trailer, in that it took me from having a mild interest in the project to being excited about seeing it. And I think it proves, once and for all, that anyone who says The Magician's Nephew ought to be considered the first book in the Chronicles of Narnia is wrong. Wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong. The whole point of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe is to allow the reader to experience along with Lucy, Peter, Susan, and Edmund the wonder of stepping into a piece of furniture and entering a magical kingdom. If you already know about Narnia, as you would if you were tricked by the publishing company into reading The Magician's Nephew first, then the impact of the discovery and thus of the book as a whole is diluted.

Of course, one could say the very same thing about the Star Wars series. To take the most obvious example, if you watch The Empire Strikes Back for the first time knowing that Darth Vader is Luke's father, then the impact of that revelation is at best diminished. On the other hand, maybe, as cleapet suggets, knowing Vader's backstory makes Return of the Jedi better, by making his sudden rebellion against the Emperor more plausible. I dunno. Like I said two paragraphs up: eh, who cares, it's just a Star Wars movie.

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