Star Wars Episode 7 woke up a lot of thing in me. Memories of a simpler time, when a good story was a good story and the CGI effects were just additional effects. When ensemble casts were good from all actors speaking even the slightest word. When you could actually feel and sigh and feel sad and happy together even though you were strangers sitting in a dark movie hall.
Of course it awakens the Force, and of course the Box Office is on Fire.
While going out to the toilet in the intermission, I almost thought of using the force to guide you know. I bet no one reads this shit.
George Lucas is thankfully given reins to JJ Abrams. JJ Abrams now has the keys to entire geek kingdorm by directing BOTH Star Trek and Star Wars. The new Jedis are good, and the new Rebels are cool. The bad guys, well, there is no Darth, just a professor Snape look alike. The new robots are good. Where the hell is Luke, well we wonder? The ending left us strangely satisfied and impatient at the same time.
Two more years to watch the next Star Wars movie. Damn. I couldnt wait to get out and use the Force to write this review and chat up my buddies.