It seems rather silly to defend Star Wars by lowering your standards. The fact that TPM is aimed at children is no excuse for mediocrity -- bad dialog, bad directing, irrelevant actors, contrived plot, over-reliance on CGI, and the other all-too-valid criticisms that have been leveled at it.
To hell with double standards: good art is good art, regardless of the audience. All the most enduring childrens' books, for example, are the ones adults find interesting as well: Alice in Wonderland, The Chronicles of Narnia, etc. I'm sure there are some movies that fit the bill too, but unfortunately all I can think of at the moment is bland and over-sanitized Diznee crap.
Oh, and for the record: I've seen TPM and had a great time. Basically, a few weeks before it came out, when I found myself succumbing a little too much to the hype, I had an epiphany:
STAR WARS SUCKS.
SUCKS, SUCKS, SUCKS.
...And then it was OK, and I knew I could properly enjoy TPM, which I did. It was even better the second time, much to my amazement.
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I suggest a poster of the complete decimal representation of the largest known explicit prime number:
http://www.perfsci.com/souvenirs.htm
It seems rather silly to defend Star Wars by lowering your standards. The fact that TPM is aimed at children is no excuse for mediocrity -- bad dialog, bad directing, irrelevant actors, contrived plot, over-reliance on CGI, and the other all-too-valid criticisms that have been leveled at it.
To hell with double standards: good art is good art, regardless of the audience. All the most enduring childrens' books, for example, are the ones adults find interesting as well: Alice in Wonderland, The Chronicles of Narnia, etc. I'm sure there are some movies that fit the bill too, but unfortunately all I can think of at the moment is bland and over-sanitized Diznee crap.
Oh, and for the record: I've seen TPM and had a great time. Basically, a few weeks before it came out, when I found myself succumbing a little too much to the hype, I had an epiphany:
STAR WARS SUCKS.
SUCKS, SUCKS, SUCKS.
...And then it was OK, and I knew I could properly enjoy TPM, which I did. It was even better the second time, much to my amazement.