Arnold Layne? No. Anthony Lane.
Here's the New Yorker review I mentioned in class last week.
Here's the New Yorker review I mentioned in class last week.
Mind you, how Padmé got pregnant is anybody’s guess, although I’m prepared
to wager that it involved Anakin nipping into a broom closet with a warm glass
jar and a copy of Ewok Babes.
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That guy needs to distinguish between a fantasy like Star Wars and an adult sci-fi film like Blade Runner. He's reviewing the movie entirely from the wrong lens.
p'raps. there is some truth there, as there is in the review. i wonder if this didn't hit a little too close to home ;) looking forward to donning that stormtrooper costume again this hallowe'en?