It’s really not fair that George Lucas can release whatever fucking Star Wars he wants, and can count on people like me to pay money to see that fucking shit. It doesn’t matter how bad it is, but always, deep inside, there is that inkling of hope, hope that George will imbue his creation with a sense of amazingness that is the reason why I am a terrible terrible geek in the first place. But it never does. Its been ten years since Episode 1 came out, and I have still spent money on everything he has released. He must be sitting somewhere on Skywalker Ranch, steepling his fingers laughing maniacally to himself, grinding hundred dollar bills on his breakfast, because he CAN.
Witness what I HAVE to spend my money on to watch:
not fair….not fair at all.
