Off to see Star Wars this morning. My employer handed me the ticket, so I assume it’s okay to go.
Top things I’d pay to see, tho –
– Jar-Jar binks dies in very messy slow motion. (“Hey, you in the projection booth! Back that up again and slooow crank it!”)
– Mace Windu muttering “I hate my goddamned name. Where does he come up with all these stupid names? I thought he studied mythology or something?”
– Just like there’s a planet full of lava, and a planet of water, and a planet where they apparently only do politics, have there be a planet of Knee-walking Demonic Purple Turtle-men. Planets are big. Why pigeonhole or stereotype them?