It is known that there were a pair of shorts downstairs here and I would be in them right now if it weren’t for the absence of sandals or at the very least a light shoe. Boots aren’t really a match with summer type leg clothes unless you are hiking and that’s over for now. Shit needs to be rectified. I don’t see why Planet M should be spared my hairy, white limbs any longer. In addition, please note that this is a Star Wars heavy entry so as to properly attenuate your equipment. Also, due to some description of ghost in the machinery and possibly time travel, this post is reaching you now in its correct position after last week’s post which reached you yesterday after I published it last week. No, I don’t understand it either.
There was a new trailer for that most celestial of conflicts while I was away. This was problematic, primarily because the land in which I found myself during the event was prone to not great wifi. There are legendary swathes of the peak district where the internet is a concept that is partially understood and there are other parts where mail is delivered mostly by ewe. Luckily, this was problem that negated itself as by the time I obtained sufficient connection to the outside world so as to even become aware of the existence of said footage, I had already returned to a place where all manner of convenient hells exist and was thereby able to focus. It is breathless stuff and I’m kind of still living for Mark’s VO right now. The combo with Carrie’s footage is still stuck in my throat and I am struggling to type about it, let alone discuss it with any modicum of decorum. And Lando. And that laugh. The hairs on the back of my neck are still very erect and I have watched it from beginning to end at least twenty times, so tangible is the current they are channeling. I am sticking to the call that P+?=R. I mean, P+S=A is already canon [maybe?] and I’ve always imagined him as being a busy boy. Plus, she has a certain lazer sword technique that is…reminiscent to say the least.
Amy Hennig has described it as “Odd” and that seems about right. ‘Fallen Order’ is exactly the type of game she was working on over there before they decided she wasn’t going to be working over there any more because they didn’t want that type of game. It is undoubtedly the most inscrutable and infuriatingly pendulum-like of processes. Also: Can they hear themselves? White Male Buzz Cut is not a marginalised group. Why can’t I play as a fucking worm? This seems like a chunk of beige if there ever was one. ‘The Force Unleashed’ was good but that was more than a decade ago and we’ve kind of already had that game, just that way, just like that. It was called ‘The Force Unleashed’. I want to play their one song. Actually, you know what? Can we have a new Earthworm Jim game to hold us over and Amy can have Star Wars back? Let’s just do that.
Now, ‘The Mandalorian’ looks totally like my chutney. I did peruse some of the sneaky phone shot “making of” stuff as well as the super generous excerpt that press and everyone luckier than me got to see at Celebration [collated above by helpful bothans] and I am a mathematically impossible one hundred and one percent in the room for their western-sci-fi-bounty-hunting extravaganza. John Favreau and Pedro Pascal seems like a strong blend and I’m wondering how much this Disney+ deal is going to cost me. Anything with more IG-88 please. Star Brawls and you’re welcome. It has the cast for something more adult than we’ve seen in the past. Think ‘Rogue One’ dialled up a notch then throw in some ‘Narcos’. It is the weird, grimy side of Star Wars that many older fans have wanted for time - for a not inconsiderable portion of their adult lives - and it could be as close as we’re getting to a Boba Fett live action outing any time soon. Falling down a Sarlacc pit kind of puts a dampener on making your casting call, I’ve heard. There are reports that suggest if anyone could make it out of a sentient sand beak life form, it’s that guy and even if he is still somewhere in that things second colon, I don’t see why that should preclude his escape, resurrection being what it is and being good enough for emperors and bounty hunters alike.
Afer all, nobody’s ever really gone.
JD - TACOCAT
[Props to IMDB for the thumbnail image.]