Great, so we end up with Darth Binks.
Great, so we end up with Darth Binks.
Oh god. The whole romance angle in the second prequel was a masterstroke of hackneyed, butchered, gawdawful and outright flat dialog. The first time around I was just too overawed by the awfulness to know what was hitting me, but the second watching was where the full extent of Lucas's incapability of writing decent dialogue.
Even better was Padme's death scene in the final prequel:
MEDICAL DROID: Medically, she is completely healthy. For reasons we can't explain, we are losing her.
OBI-WAN: She's dying?
MEDICAL DROID: We don't know why. She has lost the will to live. We need to operate quickly if we are to save the babies.
Every time I watch them, I come up with another reason to loathe them. Mind you, it's been about five years since the last viewing of any Star Wars film, so I'll probably have forgotten half the reasons the prequels stunk so very very badly.
I remember clearly watching The Phantom Menace and realizing the extent of the suckage when C3PO turns out to be Darth Vader's droid. I was still reeling from the midichlorians nonsense, and then that. Of course, by the time pod-racer video game advertisement had taken up most of the second act, I realized that George Lucas wasn't just a greedy bastard, but well and truly had no fucking idea how to make an at least enjoyable film anymore. Two more prequels and the last Indiana Jones movie convinced me that Lucas was done even as an action-adventure director (the latter demonstrated that he had lost even the basic concept of pacing).
Make more theme worlds, because apparently the universe is populated by jungle worlds, metal worlds, forest worlds, magma worlds, ice worlds and desert worlds.
Unfortunately, he will be constrained by the Prequels.
I don't really get it. In the same cantina scene, our fearless retconner George "I Don't A Flying Fuck What Fans Think" Lucas got Greedo to shoot first, but he didn't bother altering a small awkward bit of dialogue. But then again Lucas never met a piece of dialog so horrible that it didn't end up in the final cut.
Meesa thinking Han movie going to be mooie mooie good! Gonna have meesah and Han fighting all the bad guys!
The only question is where they'll fit the singing animals in.
Though for some it will feel as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror, and were suddenly silenced, I think the Extended Universe is dead in the water. No way Abrams is going to be constrained by what amounts to maybe a small handful of passable SF novels and an overwhelming amount of utter crap.
"I am a protocol droid versed in six million forms of..."
"Fuck that Golden Rod, tell that garbage motivator that I want twelve tons of sewage dropped on Lando's head."
I thought Lucas was now basically just a consultant, and didn't have much involvement in actual story development; sort of a Gene Roddenberry, except he ended the Great Bird of a Galaxy Far Far Away ended up being many times richer than the mere Great Bird of our humble galaxy.
So you're thinking this would be a thinly-veiled allegorical retelling of Ron Paul's life? Maybe it can include a "staffer" writing anti-Wookie rants in Han's newsletter.
Fuck that! I want Jar Jar Binks' background story, and how he came to have the death sentence placed on him by Boss Rugor Nas.
Can you imagine a movie populated completely by Gungans! Meesah think it vewry vewry good!
I don't know how cost of living translates
€144,000 annually is comfortable living by any metric.
What are your choices? Run away and look over your shoulder for years?
Getting deeper into bed with them is not a sensible decision either. It may be necessary in the short term but what's the exit strategy? The most sensible decision would be to avoid putting yourself in the position where you have to make that choice. Failing that, I would personally take my chances with the authorities. Caving to blackmail is never a winning move in the long term.
If you don't want to get fleas don't lay down with dogs. The "mob" (a misleading title, given that TFA doesn't mention Cosa Nostra or any other organized crime syndicate....) didn't pick these two at random and hold guns to their head. They got involved with them willingly; one of the two was seeking start up capital for a business venture and quite likely ignored the little voice inside of his head because of greed. An old adage comes to mind, "If it sounds too good to be true....."
Incidentally, the "mob" as traditionally discussed in the United States doesn't tend to go after random citizens. They typically get hooks into their victims because of the victim's own bad judgment. Loansharking, gambling, prostitution, drugs, and so forth. At the street level the vast majority of violent crime is common criminal on common criminal. There aren't too many places in the First World where taxpaying citizens have to really worry about becoming a statistic. Common sense goes a long way....
It is easier to write an incorrect program than understand a correct one.