From contactmusic.com:
Director Steven Spielberg wept at a premiere of pal Georg Lucas’ final Star Wars movie, Episode III: Revenge of the Sith.
Jurassic Park film-maker Spielberg was so moved by the eagerly-awaited conclusion of the sci-fi saga, he burst into tears at its screening last week […].
But he’s unashamed by his tears, insisting fans will also cry at the end of the film, because its moving conclusion marks the end of Lucas’ epic story.
Spielberg says, “I saw it about a week ago, and it’s absolutely amazing.
“It’s the best of the last three episodes. It’s the best way you could possibly imagine for George to finish it off, it has a tremendous ending and it’s very dark. You’ll cry at the end, it’s wonderful.”
related: “Dorks camping out for Star Wars tickets admit to ‘never having known the touch of a woman’; 1 in 3 likewise confess to having named their penises “Vader” or “Yoda”*
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(via Drudge)
In case I get hit by a bus or torn to shreds by the 1500 nutballs we call my high school “students”, I wanted to say this: The sum total of your last six posts display a flair for writing that I would sell my soul to the Devil for.
1 in 3 likewise confess to having named their penis “Vader†or “Yoda
Which leads to the inevitable command, “IN, Vader!!” Unfortunately, the object of their desire is a Boston cream pie, but still, it has a nice ring to it.
I burst into tears three times today, and I wasn’t even watching movies.
My penis is named Boba Fett.
Mostly because of the whole helmet shape, if you know what I mean.
1 in 3 likewise confess to having named their penis “Vader†or “Yoda”*
More disturbingly, 4 out of 5 of the same group said they have told their friends they were going out to look for a little “wookie”.
which is, of course, an ewok.
Psst, j.d. Meet me at the crossroads at midnight and we’ll talk.
Oh yeah, Hubris? Well, I burst into tears four times today while reading “Confessions of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood.”
Well, I totally started bawling just thinking about the Brady Bunch episode where Marcia gets grounded when Mike doesn’t know that she’s secretly nominating him to be Father of the Year.
Don’t do it, J.D.! The bastard not only takes your soul, but he leaves you smelling like roasted red pepper hummus. And that’s a smell you just don’t wash away with a little soap and water.
Or maybe you do, I don’t know. Soap dries my skin, so I just use scented oils to “bathe.”
I love roasted red pepper hummus.
Actually, I just like saying the word “hummus.”
As in “hummus a few bars, we’ll fake it”?
Dammit, Goldstein, I’m working here! You don’t see me interrupting your armadillo posting do you?
Just to clear up his slander for the rest of you, he didn’t get his writing ability from me and he’s to blame for the hummus smell. You get what you ask for, you kinky bastard, it’s not my fault you didn’t account for the smell lingering. Ingrate.
A real man doesn’t name his penis. He lets the ladies do that.
Star Wars Dork: “Meet my Lightsaber of Manliness!”
She: “Looks like its batteries are weak.”
“It may not be very big around but it sure is short!”
What are you saying?!? I should rename Girth Vader? Suppose I could name him after a hobbit. About the same size as a Took.
Creepy it is….
The most disappointing date I was ever on: I misunderstood her on the phone the night before, and she gave me hummus.
Is that an inny or an outy on the Say Anything 14 YEAR OLD CHICK?
Bill insists that she’s 24.
Diana,
Poppycock, she’s over 18. I counted the rings in her belly button.
I don’t mean to set Hubris off weeping for the fourth time today, but in case you didn’t see his site today, Jeff, Steve Green’s got a vodkatyke on the way. The announcement’s at the very end of his current post.
Awesome, thanks!
You know, there are some really cute Muppet names for penises: Boppity, Crazy Harry, Droop, George the Janitor, The Great Gonzo …. et al.
… oh wait … there’s Tom, Dick & Harry .. the three headed creature.
….Baby Herc….
HAAAAAAAAA…spamword, “service.”
Spielberg’s only crying because he’s missing out on the royalties….
After the “romantic” dialogue in Attack of the Clones, I wanted to make George Lucas cry.
Penis named Vadar ?
Gives new meaning to the phrase “Arise, my friend”
TW : Long. As in “You’re damn right…”