Sacred Haven of Debauchery

Right now, the fifth episode of Star Wars is airing on TNT in Moscow. What a masterpiece! The old trilogy is considered by us, the old-timers, to be the only true and canonical one, and for good reason. It's a great film about overcoming obstacles and loyal friends, without the overused tropes of "good versus evil," "the best friend turns out to be a traitor," and flashy laser battles that last for three hours, without artificially inflated pathos created by cheesy orchestral music, and without clearly defined moments designed to evoke tears, as in second-rate love melodramas. And Luke, a simple farm boy without an inflated ego, is much more likable than the arrogant Anakin. Anakin, the annoying guy with those awful slicked-back sideburns, like one of the WoW nerds from my school days, who doesn't even know what he wants. Anakin, the whiner, who rebels against his Jedi parents because "they don't understand him." Luke also lost everyone he loved, but he didn't give up, unlike the pathetic Anakin. It's good that the son surpassed the father. And on the other side of the screen, it's enjoyable to watch the adventures of a cunning smuggler, a daring troll-like kid, rather than a bearded Varg Vikernes after his release, wandering around some godforsaken places in search of who knows what. Anyone who confidently prefers the new trilogy to the old one is just a kid, obsessed with Jedi with superpowers and a rebellious, long-haired guy who hates his ancestors and society, and their stupidity only shows their bad taste. :smile06: