Although the mere mention of the new Star Wars film on a blog is grounds for exile to the nearest comic book convention, a few brief comments are called for nonetheless. First off, it does, for the most part, redeem the plodding dialogue, utter lack of chemistry, and general shittiness of the previous two films. Second, far greater amounts of pot will be required for the next viewing. Third, Darth Vader's big moment may be the most unintentionally hilarious moment in cinematic history. Seriously... I won't spoil it for anyone, but I have been reenacting that scene for the last three days. [Also, although it is too harsh by half, you should check out Anthony Lane's review in the May 23 issue of The New Yorker if you can.]
The Gang of Four show last Wednesday was friggin' terriffic. For the big percussion sound on "He'd Send in the Army," Jon King spent four and a half minutes beating the crap out of a microwave with an aluminum baseball bat. "Damaged Goods," "I Found that Essence Rare," and "To Hell with Poverty" were all huge crowd-killers as well. Not bad for a bunch of 50-year-old limeys.
P.S. If you're going to be in the New York metropolitan area on Saturday, June 11, please set that night aside for dancing your ass off. The Secret Squares will be spinning the "big room" at Rififi that night... big space, great sound, etc. More details (and of course a pretty flyer) to come.
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