Let’s re-rank the Star Wars films, because … ha, ha, ha! Like I need a reason!
Actually, I even have one: “Rogue One” is making its home video debut right now (I like calling it “home video” to recall the awesome-sauce that was VHS tapes), so now is as good a time as any. I last performed this exercise when there were six films. Now there are eight. And no, I’m not counting the Ewok movies, the Clone Wars cartoon, the Holiday Special, or even that shoddy-looking fan film you think is better than TFA and everyone else just sort of sadly nods at you in abject pity.
One of the best things about Star Wars is how it is an incredible gateway drug. You think you’re sitting there, watching an innocuous fantasy film, and then they drop some nugget on you that gets your brain all worked up, and soon you have more questions than answers … and an insatiable desire to learn more.
“Rogue One” is the natural evolution of one of those threads, what the opening crawl in the first film was really all about. That the film mostly answers one’s questions satisfactorily is basically just the cherry on top … the journey of discovery (and the inspiration of new questions) is the true joy.
My wife and I recently got back to talking about “The Big Short,” which I will reiterate as being one of my favorite movies … well … ever. The context of the conversations has mostly been in regards to gift giving (not terribly relevant here) but also a little about how accurate/truthful the story seemed to be (definitely more relevant here).
So it was with great interest that I discovered this link today, a scoring of major Hollywood films that portray “true” stories … and how true to life the movies actually are.
Parkway has quickly become my go-to spot for po-boys in the city. Oh, I wouldn’t limit myself to them at the expense of all others, but they make a mean sandwich.
I produced this video for NOLA Weekend on Parkway’s special Thanksgiving po-boy, only available Wednesdays in November. It is appointment eating, so make the effort if the idea intrigues you (I recommend mid-afternoon … after the huge lines, but before they run out).
I am reminded of how hard communication is on a daily basis, both in professional terms (How do we produce content people want … and how do we make sure they see it?), and in my own home life (How do I tell my wife something that accurately conveys how I feel?).
That second one is sometimes harder than it sounds, because well, our feelings don’t always make a whole lot of sense. And if they do, they’re complicated. It’s not as simple as, “Me angry. You do better.” Usually (always?) it’s more convoluted than that.
Which is why I am sympathetic — to some degree or another — to any goober who makes an ass of themselves on social media.
A former Kansas State student did just that yesterday, and she did it in an entirely upsetting way. Racism is not a good look, nor does it reflect particularly well on my alma mater. This is frustrating to me, as an alum, but also as a human being who wants to see the best in other people.