Any one catch this on Sunday night, 28 March?The first segment was a behind-the-scenes, Lucas surrounded by 45 computer animators, brief clips of the pod race on Tattooine, robot-gun battle in fighter hanger, how they do the CGI characters.
But the second segment [barfing noise] was a love-letter to George Lucas, the greatest working dad in America, no, the whole wide world!
Syrupy? When George was shown making waffles for the kids, I wanted a few myself. I was waiting for the violin section to play a plaintive tune for this sad, lonely millionaire from whom we can all learn so much.
Personally, I don't think I actually have a problem with Mr. Lucas. Yes, I envy him his creativity, drive, riches, and satisfying family life, all of which he has earned through his own hard work and innate talent. What I have a problem with is this fawning, drippy coverage, presumably by serious journalists.
(as an aside, anyone seen the reports of the planned marketing blitz for SW:TPM? Fast food tie-ins, the Lego themepark, and some 200 [TWO HUNDRED] different toys between opening day and Christmas 1999)