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Pagz of 2016 here. Be it known that after the two impossibly bad prequel movies, my expectations were so low that Revenge of the Sith seemed infinitely better at the time. The years have tempered my view, and I do hereby repent my former opinion of the film. The prequels are a cinematic dumpster fire.

Below you will find the ramblings of a much younger, more naive, and more readily forgiving Pagz.



Okay, I know I promised a review of Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy… And here it is: “Meh.” It was okay, not bad, not awesome. A renter if you will. There, that out of the way, let’s move on to Star Wars.

I’ve been a Star Wars fan for as long as I can remember. There has never been a time in my life that I am consciously aware of during which I was not hopelessly hooked on a the exploits of those denizens of a galaxy far, far away. In recent years however, my heart has been repeatedly trampled by George and his poorly scripted, poorly planned, poorly executed prequels.

The man clearly hasn’t watched the originals, nor read the scripts for them since they came out, and this is the base from which he started writing the prequels. A master of reverse engineering George is not. So, it was with little hope that I entered Revenge of the Sith. And lo, to my great surprise and delight, I like it. I like it a lot.

As a matter of actual fact, I enjoy it more than I enjoy Return of the Jedi. Not much mind you, it’s still a flawed film, but certainly not more so than Jedi. This is a great victory to my mind, a prequel which stands up to the original trilogy and is good enough to be counted amongst their number.

It’s a real shame that the other two films can’t say the same, and honestly, this film, as good as it is, can’t redeem the prequels. When I show my kids Star Wars in the years ahead, episode I and II will be stricken from the play list, and episode III will not be introduced until well after the tykes have absorbed the original trilogy. Such is my fervor for Star Wars. Scary I know, but that’s how it is.

Foley is currently in the England, so I’m flying solo for the time being (you can probably tell I wrote this one all by my lonesome) but never fear faithful reader. Soon, Foley shall return and once again you can expect nothing but solid gold coming from us here at Nonstop Pop!





You fucking fuck, I wasn’t even around to defend myself!! There’s no motheruffing WAY my avatar/effigy/alter-ego would have liked this film! Damnit.

I’m going to take a shit in your laserdisc player when i get back.