Revenge of the Critics

So, now that I've finally done my nerdly duty and seen Revenge of the Sith, I went back and looked at all the Star Wars-related stuff that people have e-mailed me over the last week or so with the helpful little spoiler warnings in the subject lines. I see much discussion over continuity problems, which apparently (and unsurprisingly) are legion, but which I find I don't really care enough about to devote much brain power to. And I also discovered a link to this witty and insightful little article utterly trashing the prequels in general and Sith in particular. A sample:

You can't make the core of the story the absolute overpowering love of boy for girl when the two of them have all the sexual chemistry of their Burger King merchandising tie-in action figures. Lucas is truly one of the all-time worst directors of actors, and I include the teacher who put together the school production of Fiddler on the Roof I saw last week and got a more touching love scene out of a couple of 11-year-olds as the middle-aged Tevye and Golde than anything Christensen and Portman manage here. Presumably actors say yes to Lucas because they figure Star Wars will do for them what it did for Harrison Ford. Instead, Lucas turns everyone he touches into Mark Hamill.

Now that's cruel. Sadly, it's also true. Although at least Yoda manages to turn in a really good performance.