As disappointed as I was in episodes 1 and 2, I really, really want to see episode 3 of the Star Wars franchise. The reviews I've read for "Revenge of the Sith" are overwhelmingly positive and everyone I've talked to whose seen it raves about it. They're telling me it's much darker and better than the first two and they're planning second and third viewings.
Lord knows my love-hate relationship with George Lucas. The man gave me my first favourite film, "Star Wars", a movie I would see at every birthday party I attended for years in the early 80s. I loved that initial trilogy and equally despised the first two of this second trilogy. Am I suffering from Battered Wife Syndrome? Dare I trust Kevin?
The answer to both, it seems, is a resounding yes. Not only do I want to see this final installment of the franchise, but I want to see it quite badly. I shall require three hours of babysitting and a showing that won't have a massive line-up and the possibility of being sold out before I get my ticket. When these stars align, I will divulge.
