Just who (or what) is the menacing phantom?
Following on from my On things never seen post, yesterday was Father’s Day, and we watched The Phantom Menace.
It is not as bad – not nearly as bad – as nearly everyone makes out.
It starts badly, oddly enough. Not just the dull scroll about the Trade Federation, but then you have the Japanese-sounding guys in charge of the blockade and invasion, who are voiced by people who seemingly can’t act. Their dialogue is frankly embarrassing.
But much of it is fine. Sure, there are holes in the logic, places where it doesn’t exactly make sense; but what film doesn’t have instances like that?
Even – and I realise I’m committing a kind of geek sacrilege as I write this – even Jar-Jar Binks isn’t that annoying. Could the plot have worked without him, or with him not being a comedic figure? Of course. But having him as he is, does no harm.
But hey: I liked Wesley Crusher, too.
And that’s about as much as I’m going to say about it for now.