But what's with her aversion to clothing that covers the shoulders?
GUESS WHO WENT TO THE CINEMA!
[This is a big deal for me, OK. Last time I went to a movie cinema was for The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey. I've missed out on everything that was hot ever since then.]
A bit absurdly, the best thing about the movie (which I enjoyed!) was just watching the crawly text crawl up, going EPISODE VII. EPISODE VII, GALS. I was too young to see any of the original movies in the theatre (I was born a few days before Return of the Jedi hit the big screen, just to put things into perspective), but I had just the right age for all the prequels (...). The crawly text and the beginning of a new movie has always been a magic moment, and one thing we all knew when we sat there watching the crawly text go EPISODE III was that this was it, there would be no other movies, no repetition of this magic moment, this was the final farewell to the cinematic Galaxy far, far away. It wasn't just because George Lucas had declared that he'd never make any further Star Wars movies; it was because we'd had to realise that George Lucas couldn't really be trusted to deliver the Star Wars feeling, anyway. (Although Episode III, back then, was better than expected. Today, it still makes me cringe.)
And now, suddenly, EPISODE VII, pushing beyond that frontier and into a new trilogy.
Which didn't make me cringe. It isn't perfect, but it's enjoyable, and right now, that's good enough for me.
- I really liked the shout-outs to the original trilogy. Let's do the whole thing all over again! Yes, let's!
- I really liked the humour of it. It wasn't silly stupid Jar Jar Binks "hah hah I make you laugh" humour, but grown-up humour. Everything seemed to be delivered with a grain of self-irony, which is so important. I had the impression that the actors really enjoyed being a part of this, too.
- I'm so in love with Rey! Even though she's entirely implausible. How can she be so pretty after growing up and living in that hellhole? Where does she get her skincare products? How are her hands so tender and elegant? Why doesn't she cover up her shoulders? I DON'T GIVE A DAMN! She's so pretty and smart and graceful and adorable! I wonder who her mother is?
- I quite liked Finn, too, although I occasionally found his cluelessness unbelievable. I guess we need to know more about how Stormtroopers are recruited and raised.
- Han Solo! He made me laugh, he made me cry. I think Harrison Ford really enjoyed himself - at any rate, he made it look that way. Leia wasn't quite so convincing. I don't know whether Carrie Fisher really just didn't bother, or whether she was asked to come across as disappointed in life and love and everything and just moving on because you have to. Hm.
- I thought Kylo Ren was really just pretty silly in the trailer, but now that I know he's basically just an emo adolescent, it sorta works. And I mean, that was pretty clever, him being the main villain and so young. (Everyone was so young! Except for Han and Leia. And Luke. And Moz, bless her wrinkled little face and her perfect grip on English grammar.)
- Haaaaan. ;_; At first I thought Kylo/Ben wanted Han to kill him. I don't think Kylo got what he wanted; he's still every bit as torn and confused (which is why Rey had a chance fighting him) because of Han's final caress. Some little solace.
- I hated the new superweapon. I'm never a fan of superweapons but this was especially overkill and stupid. I mean, you can use it once or twice and then it'll have deplenished its power source and be useless, no? (Maybe it was a Cold War kind of thing?) And how the hell is that even supposed to work, sucking the energy out of its sun? Like, not the way we do with solar panels, but literally actively sucking the plasma through space? What's wrong with just building a fusion reactor? And what's the likelihood of shooting those plasma beams through space without hitting some sort of random little freighter or asteroid or whatever long before they've reached their actual aim? And how are they even supposed to be steered? NOTHING MAKES SENSE, EVEN ON A SCI-FI SCALE OF THINGS! Sorry, not buying it. I would've preferred a modest little Death Star with a safety update, sheesh.
- Was R2 moping? WTF. (My brother says maybe he was just busy decrypting all that information on the map, and that's why he was in low power mode and unreactive for so long. Downloading the worst Windows Update ever? I hope so.)
- Luke on the island: Did he go there by himself (way to go dude, just go into hiding when the galaxy needs you, that's always worked before), or was he put there by... whoever, with no way of communicating, even through the Force? I AM SO CONFUSED.
- Maybe Snoke will become relevant in the upcoming movies (EPISODE VIII and IX BE STILL MY HEART) but in this one, I found him pretty useless. I'd much rather prefer a First Order run by someone we actually see running around or even by a group of people, instead of one stupid supreme leader who looks like the love child of Gollum, Voldemort and the alien from Alien: Prometheus. (What a threesome.) What is he? Who is he? Why should I even care?
- I would've preferred a couple more scenes with the New Republic. I mean, apart from them all getting killed. I'm assuming that they're more or less openly funding the "Resistance" because they can't themselves fight the First Order unless directly attacked, because, like, other planets have the right to follow Voldesnoke. BUT WE KNOW NOTHING. And therefore, we feel nothing. I mean, five planets were just Alderaan'd and I had little to no emotional investment in that? The death of the Jakku villagers in the very first scene shouldn't affect me more than the death of five entire planets! In conclusion, I really don't like Starkiller Base.
- I did enjoy this movie, though, I really did. But I need SO MUCH MORE INFORMATION. Sheesh, I thought I knew this fandom, and now I have to start over again! ;)
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Right. Trying to prepare for Christmas. It's kinda hard because the weather it so Spring-like that I want to work in the garden and just postpone Christmas until it's colder or wetter or until all the work is done. NO TIME FOR TINSEL. I HAVE SERIOUS WORK TO DO, DAMMIT.
[This is a big deal for me, OK. Last time I went to a movie cinema was for The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey. I've missed out on everything that was hot ever since then.]
A bit absurdly, the best thing about the movie (which I enjoyed!) was just watching the crawly text crawl up, going EPISODE VII. EPISODE VII, GALS. I was too young to see any of the original movies in the theatre (I was born a few days before Return of the Jedi hit the big screen, just to put things into perspective), but I had just the right age for all the prequels (...). The crawly text and the beginning of a new movie has always been a magic moment, and one thing we all knew when we sat there watching the crawly text go EPISODE III was that this was it, there would be no other movies, no repetition of this magic moment, this was the final farewell to the cinematic Galaxy far, far away. It wasn't just because George Lucas had declared that he'd never make any further Star Wars movies; it was because we'd had to realise that George Lucas couldn't really be trusted to deliver the Star Wars feeling, anyway. (Although Episode III, back then, was better than expected. Today, it still makes me cringe.)
And now, suddenly, EPISODE VII, pushing beyond that frontier and into a new trilogy.
Which didn't make me cringe. It isn't perfect, but it's enjoyable, and right now, that's good enough for me.
- I really liked the shout-outs to the original trilogy. Let's do the whole thing all over again! Yes, let's!
- I really liked the humour of it. It wasn't silly stupid Jar Jar Binks "hah hah I make you laugh" humour, but grown-up humour. Everything seemed to be delivered with a grain of self-irony, which is so important. I had the impression that the actors really enjoyed being a part of this, too.
- I'm so in love with Rey! Even though she's entirely implausible. How can she be so pretty after growing up and living in that hellhole? Where does she get her skincare products? How are her hands so tender and elegant? Why doesn't she cover up her shoulders? I DON'T GIVE A DAMN! She's so pretty and smart and graceful and adorable! I wonder who her mother is?
- I quite liked Finn, too, although I occasionally found his cluelessness unbelievable. I guess we need to know more about how Stormtroopers are recruited and raised.
- Han Solo! He made me laugh, he made me cry. I think Harrison Ford really enjoyed himself - at any rate, he made it look that way. Leia wasn't quite so convincing. I don't know whether Carrie Fisher really just didn't bother, or whether she was asked to come across as disappointed in life and love and everything and just moving on because you have to. Hm.
- I thought Kylo Ren was really just pretty silly in the trailer, but now that I know he's basically just an emo adolescent, it sorta works. And I mean, that was pretty clever, him being the main villain and so young. (Everyone was so young! Except for Han and Leia. And Luke. And Moz, bless her wrinkled little face and her perfect grip on English grammar.)
- Haaaaan. ;_; At first I thought Kylo/Ben wanted Han to kill him. I don't think Kylo got what he wanted; he's still every bit as torn and confused (which is why Rey had a chance fighting him) because of Han's final caress. Some little solace.
- I hated the new superweapon. I'm never a fan of superweapons but this was especially overkill and stupid. I mean, you can use it once or twice and then it'll have deplenished its power source and be useless, no? (Maybe it was a Cold War kind of thing?) And how the hell is that even supposed to work, sucking the energy out of its sun? Like, not the way we do with solar panels, but literally actively sucking the plasma through space? What's wrong with just building a fusion reactor? And what's the likelihood of shooting those plasma beams through space without hitting some sort of random little freighter or asteroid or whatever long before they've reached their actual aim? And how are they even supposed to be steered? NOTHING MAKES SENSE, EVEN ON A SCI-FI SCALE OF THINGS! Sorry, not buying it. I would've preferred a modest little Death Star with a safety update, sheesh.
- Was R2 moping? WTF. (My brother says maybe he was just busy decrypting all that information on the map, and that's why he was in low power mode and unreactive for so long. Downloading the worst Windows Update ever? I hope so.)
- Luke on the island: Did he go there by himself (way to go dude, just go into hiding when the galaxy needs you, that's always worked before), or was he put there by... whoever, with no way of communicating, even through the Force? I AM SO CONFUSED.
- Maybe Snoke will become relevant in the upcoming movies (EPISODE VIII and IX BE STILL MY HEART) but in this one, I found him pretty useless. I'd much rather prefer a First Order run by someone we actually see running around or even by a group of people, instead of one stupid supreme leader who looks like the love child of Gollum, Voldemort and the alien from Alien: Prometheus. (What a threesome.) What is he? Who is he? Why should I even care?
- I would've preferred a couple more scenes with the New Republic. I mean, apart from them all getting killed. I'm assuming that they're more or less openly funding the "Resistance" because they can't themselves fight the First Order unless directly attacked, because, like, other planets have the right to follow Voldesnoke. BUT WE KNOW NOTHING. And therefore, we feel nothing. I mean, five planets were just Alderaan'd and I had little to no emotional investment in that? The death of the Jakku villagers in the very first scene shouldn't affect me more than the death of five entire planets! In conclusion, I really don't like Starkiller Base.
- I did enjoy this movie, though, I really did. But I need SO MUCH MORE INFORMATION. Sheesh, I thought I knew this fandom, and now I have to start over again! ;)
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Right. Trying to prepare for Christmas. It's kinda hard because the weather it so Spring-like that I want to work in the garden and just postpone Christmas until it's colder or wetter or until all the work is done. NO TIME FOR TINSEL. I HAVE SERIOUS WORK TO DO, DAMMIT.