I just got home from a 7:00 PM showing of Rogue One – A Star Wars Story and I must say I am blown away.
I have to post a few first impressions that I have of the movie. I will be watching it again on Sunday afternoon and will most likely write a full review after another viewing, but for now here is what was going through my head as the credits rolled.
Yesterday I was at Barnes and Noble and while browsing through the Blu-rays I found the 30th Anniversary Edition of Blade Runner. This is a nice little set with three discs and a booklet and bonus material and all four cuts of the film.
I was amazed to see that it was only $19.99. Usually prices at B&N for DVDs and Blu-rays are outrageous.
Since I recently finished the book Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep I had to buy the movie.
In a couple hours or so the newest and final trailer for Rogue One: A Star Wars Story will premiere on Good Morning America.
Isn’t it weird how movie trailers are now teased to us and premiered at specific times? It is almost like we want the trailers more than the actual movie sometimes.
That isn’t why I am writing this though. This post is about the sub-title of the newest Star Wars movie, A Star Wars Story.
Yoga Hosers is the second piece in Kevin Smith’s True North trilogy. The trilogy which also includes Tusk and the yet to be released Moose Jaws is a series of films born from the crazy ramblings of SMODcast.
SMODcast in case you might not know is the podcast Kevin Smith does with his hetero lifemate Scott Mosier.
Thanks to Amazon Prime I finally got a chance to see the movie and I am not going to beat around the bush here. Yoga Hosers is a stupid movie. But when I say stupid movie I mean that in a good way.
I love movies.
I love a movie that gets me lost for a couple of hours in a story and makes me want to come back again and again, but the problem with a movie is that they have a very limited space to fill in a story that often times doesn’t fit into a two or even three hour window.