Um, yeah, so back from Star Wars 6. Uh ... not as bad as the last one. Once again I was convinced I should throw my career away and get a job as a screenwriter, because I could obviously do better than most of them. And ... I was restless throughout the movie (I think because of the deadly combination of bad acting and bad dialogue - oh, how I longed for Sir Alec, who could deliver dreck with aplomb!), never really settled, never really wanted to be there. I was emotionally checked out the whole time.
Pretty flowers, though, in that one scene. And I really liked Padme as Ophelia.
I wanna go see Kung Fu Hustle again, and just get totally sucked in to two hours of ass-kickin' fun.