You may have noticed several questionably familiar people in your inner circles throwing up these certain articles, debating the legitimacy of the Star Wars prequels. As such:
http://www.starwarsr...-wars-prequels/
These articles, and perhaps individuals, are off their rockers. So far off, that I question the mental and spiritual integrity of said rockers. But to the matter: excuse me? Since when do people defend these horrendous movies? Oh, is it because the super sequel is coming out in a month? Or, whatever it is. And everyone wants everything to be perfect, because everything people like is perfect. No.
1. Like this article tries to debate itself on, they claim there is a level of story telling so genius, that it baffled the minds of silly commoners. So much so, no one sane actually tried to make these points in the past 5-10 years (probably more at this point) in which these movies have been out. But suddenly, they're at an ascended level of story telling and other such wizardry. Oh, so that scrolling font is a Lucas blast of brilliance? If you think Lucas did that little font scrolling trick first, you're actually mistaken.
2. The connections to the first films (3-6). This does not make these prequels magically good movies because Lucas copy and pasted cinematography moments.
3. The characters. Good lord... the characters... have you ever heard anyone sit down and praise Anikan Skywalker's borderline Microsoft text-to-speech brooding? Or the dim witted she-protagony of everyone's least favorite action bimbo: Padme? No, you haven't. In fact, as I recall, these movies are a laughing stock-pile of goofy still shots and awful one-liners that have lined the pockets of meme trolls for a generation.
4. "Now Pasidon... there's nothing wrong with the political grandstanding featured in these movies. It's an enriching and lore-filled delight to watch them." Said no one sane. I love good lore and dialogue, but me trying to tolerating a bunch of tentacle heads foreshadowing laser fights that we all expect is like sticking my tongue in a pod racer's turbine energy connector. Hmm... that reminds me of a fine point...
5. Oh... Jar-Jar... The perfect mascot for these movies, because he's just a babbling clown. A true work of fine crafted cinema and story telling. ... Right? Now... don't change your minds so soon. Just because some dungeness nerd's back started to sweat profusely while typing out a multi-paged thesis on why everyone in the universe is wrong about Jar-Jar and council sessions, doesn't mean you have to change your correct opinion.
And no one should have to tolerate people mobbing forward, trying to rally their awful points about how these movies are salvageable in any way. If these prequels were true works of art, then there would be no debate. But there is a debate. And my side doesn't need to dig around the proverbial inner-workings just to whip out some very specific references that no one sane actually cares about when watching a movie. Good lord...
