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movie review - Star Wars: Episode VIII

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-eight years and a million words

Toronto, 2017.12.19

"Uncle Jon" and The Boy and I went downtown to see this. I think at this point I'm finished with Star Wars movies. The central story line is going toward something very stupid at this point, having killed the Big Bad in the middle of the trilogy. I don't know what's going to happen next, but I know it's going to be a travesty. They don't really need a ninth movie at this point. I don't know what happened to simple story-telling, but it's disappearing from Hollywood that's for sure. I mean do these people not read TVtropes.com?

The only part I enjoyed was the frankly unnecessary bit where two of the characters leave to go free some race animals from the clutches of a casino inhabited by arms dealers. The main plot of this movie made no goddamn sense in total, and many of the scenes made no sense in of themselves.

At this point the Star Wars movies are 2-4-2 with the ties being the flimsy "Return of the Jedi" and "Episode VII", whatever it was called. They've lost the season, time to fire the coaching staff and maybe sell the team to some minor league city. You know what, that sports metaphor got away from me.

But not as badly as this movie got away from its writers. Not recommended.

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It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.

—Theodore Roosevelt, Jr.