STAR WARS
I dislike the telephone.
There's something about talking to a machine that produces a simulacrum of a
disembodied voice that I don't like too much. I prefer either the total
connection of a face-to-face conversation, or the total disconnection of a
PC-to-PC conversation. Give me email any day.
In addition, I find it rather hard to focus on a conversation when the person
I'm speaking with is not actually there. There are too many other
distractions, and, unlike instant messages or email, you are expected to
respond immediately. You can't go to the bathroom in the middle of a call.
Well, you could, but let's not go into that. And, if you're like me and have
a corded phone, you are trapped, on a leash, as you will, until you break the
connection. I don't like that at all.
Especially when you're talking to someone you don't know for the first time.
What am I getting at? Don't call me unless it's to make plans. I cannot hold
a conversation over the phone. I am simply not capable of it.
Also, I have to call three real live hockey players, and I'm not too keen on
the process. Methinks I will wait until the weekend and leave a message on
their office telephones.
I'm also far too tired this morning to be polite and have a conversation. Why?
Yes, I was there. I saw the very first showing of Star Wars last night.
My opinion?
It wasn't worth staying up six hours past my bed time in order to fall asleep
at 330 and wake up at 700.
Call me a nostalgic, but you really can't beat 4, 5, and 6. You just can't.
Heavy on blatant visual symbolism and memorable one-liners, they were vivid
and they felt, well,
real.
I can't say the same for 1, 2, and 3. Especially the last one. I guess
people were just building up the hype for me. Jay Stone gave it four stars.
He never does that. So I was just expecting something better, I guess.
The problem with films shot entirely in front of a blue screen is that they
tend to end up just as flat as said screen. It was a very pretty movie, I
will grant you that, but it was totally one-dimensional, and completely
lifeless. The fighting was cool, in its way, and Yoda, as always, is my
favourite; even so, most of the fighting was CG and not skill. Upsetting.
And so was the acting. I mean, please. I've seen better melodrama in a soap
opera. It seemed like Lucas was trying to tie up too many ends at one time,
so everything came out choppy and over-acted at the end. And those of us who
saw it know what I mean when I say at the end. So, I have one word for those
who made me see it, all of whom are happily asleep right now because I
resisted the urge to call y'all: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Back to work.
Posted by Ally at May 19, 2005 08:25 AM