Sheltons Organic Turkey

if I empty out all the unimportant stuff here, maybe there'll be more room in my head for important things

name: shelton brett
location: western u.s.

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Revenge of the Sith premiere

Last night I went to my first midnight premiere of a movie, ever, and it will probably be my last. Not so much because I can't get excited about a movie, but more because the kind of people that go to these premieres. You had your "gotta be cool" kind of high schoolers that think barking out irreverent phrases is going to increase their rank in their social hierarchy. You have your mid-40s single guys with nothing better to do than to don a giant cloak and mutter to people passing, "These aren't the droids you're looking for." You have your young parents of 2 poor children--parents who were too lazy to find a sitter so consequently will be scarred for life after having to look into the rotting face of the Emporer and sending lighting bolts into the character that all their favorite toys are based upon. It was pretty much chaos.

As for the movie, it was pretty good. Satisfying if not a bit anticlimactic. But what would you expect when you already know how it ends?

Anni becomes Darth
light sabers whoom, whoom-whoom-whoom
it's a slight thumbs-up