break out the watermelons and the mozza balls!
I thought Episode I was a major dissapointment, Liam Neeson was the only reason why I didn't walk out of the theater. Yes folks, I was THAT bored.
George Lucas was attempting to make a 50's Saturday afternoon matinee, he succeeded. The parade of racial stereotypes never seemed to end. You had your Buckwheat, your sneaky conniving Orientals, your Italian-American flesh mongering mafioso, your Jewish Princess; I half expected to see Buggs Bunny show up to nip the Nipps.
I guess Daphne Zuniga is too old to revisit her Jewish Princess role, so they gave us Natalie Portman instead. Only problem with her is that she's not funny and she's agonizing to watch. Can someone so lifeless really be the moma of the spunky Princess Leia?
I'm afraid George is about to make a mockery out of my favorite character, Darth Vader. The earlier episodes worked so well because the James Earl Jones/David Prowse duo carried so much of the tension with them. The young Anakin is far too pretty to make me believe that he can actually morph into such an awesome character.
Maybe Mel Brooks should direct Episode III.
Archie - Sully and I iz pals for life, when we wuz fightin in Italy he dived on a grenade tossed into our foxhole. He saved my life!
Meathead - Arch, a grenade. How did he survive?
Archie - It was a dud, just like everything else those pasta fazu's make.