Sunday, May 12, 2002

I managed to lock down my tickets for "Star Wars: Episode Two - Attack Of The Clones" in the week and I just couldn't be happier about the prospect of seeing George Lucas' latest installment in his epic fantasy saga.

Mostly because I won't be seeing it at my local flickpit, but will, instead, be journeying further afield to see it at the THX-equipped City Screen arthouse cineplex in York. I'll also be in a position to give it my fullest attention because I've very sensibly taken the day off and won't have to queue for three hours, as I found myself doing when I went to see "The Phantom Menace" back in 1999.

Sure, it's sort of fun to hang with other people who can afford to spend a large chunk of their work day doing nothing more productive than standing in line to see a feature-length tribute to the cliffhanger series' of Lucas' youth, but I kind of feel that I may have done my time in the geek trenches and really don't need to spend my pre-"Episode Two"moments ducking undisciplined lightsabre choreography from bespectacled twentysomethings and the "Why are we here, Daddy?" bleatings of kids being dragged along by parents reliving their childhoods and enforcing their offspring to commune at the church of The Force.

Nope, I want to sit in comfort, think my own thoughts and drink overpriced coffee in almost luxurious surroundings - And that isn't too much to ask, I think.

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