Remembering a particular movie pageant from the past, “This may seem an unusual procedure…but we have an unusual subject.”
Entering biblical themes, so Cecil B. DeMille introduced The Ten Commandments. And so I introduce a review (or something like it) of Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens. Short of bringing up the saga’s religious significance or the cultural parallels we could draw on a canvas of space opera metaphor, there’s the pressure on anyone approaching this shrine of letting loose a damn spoiler, for fear of becoming a social pariah. Also, in reviewing, offering criticism, however modest, is risky when online Jedi Jihadis don’t exactly have much tolerance for anything short of the same assessment Tony the Tiger has for his Frosted Flakes. If I wanted to ensure people asking me to quit writing film criticism, I’d just have to hand in a mixed review of The Force Awakens. I mean, The Phantom Menace had a highly positive Tomatometer reading for chrissakes.