So, the Clones have Attacked.

And I, for one, am very happy about it.

Yes, the acting's wooden. It's supposed to be. It's a Star Wars movie. And boy is it. A good, solid, hefty, tongue-in-cheek, light-sabre-waving, ass-kicking, rollicking Star Wars movie. Which Ep I definitely wasn't.

All is forgiven, George Lucas. Now get to work on Episode III already.

(There'd been people waiting since 2pm. That's a little psycho, I thought. But the audience was great. Fantastic atmosphere. General applause for Yoda and his ass-kicking-ness. A wonderful feeling. And Hayden Christensen still reminds me of my cousin.)