Written by Monkeys. Monkeys, I Tell You

I posted this response on a friend's blog but thought I'd also add it here so that more people can hear me rant about the final installment in the the Star Wars prequels. Last night, Aviva and I finally got a chance to see Revenge of The Sith. As countless other viewers have noted, the acting was often more wooden than Pinocchio, the plot tied up all the lose ends like a Christmas package wrapped by Macy's, the love scenes were more sacrine than a Hallmark movie, and the only female character was reduced to a doe-eyed and helpless waif. And yet, even after that diatribe I am willing to admit that I enjoyed the film. I didn't expect it to be a good film. I didn't expect the acting or script to inspire talk of Oscars and Golden Globes. I expected a fun, mindless ride that paralells a journey on the Coney Island Cyclone. And that's exactly what I got: spectacle, a sense of closure, lovely costumes, spectacular digitial animation, and a satisfiying final battle. Even so, one must question Lucas's decision to hire monkeys to write the script. I mean, really, the wookies and R2D2 had the best lines in the entire film.