
So I went to wal-mart tonight, because I support both low prices and sweatshops. And, as the eponymous title would suggest, a bounty was had.
That is, I gots me a Yoda, General Grievous, and Darth Vader.
These figures are frickin' made of win (and likely, the tears of underpaid workers).
Grievous as a character is awesome: badass android, alien, 4 lightsabers, and so on. The Revenge of the Sith did not use him well at all (I mean, c'mon, he had an asthma attack and then Obi-wan pwned him).
Yoda. Yoda's frickin' Yoda. He's a midget. He's also a badass. He'll also steal your food and then hit you with his cane when you get onto him. Case closed.
Vader is cool. That is, Vader as a wicked Sith is cool; I was never a big fan of the walking-humidifier Vader was in the original trilogy. The idea that Vader is a trained, deadly agent of the Sith? Sweet. Very poorly executed in Revenge of the Sith, but sweet nonetheless.
I was also faced with a tough decision: buy Spider-Man 3, a movie that's wondrously hilariously bad, or Hot Fuzz, a movie that's wondrously hilariously good.
I picked Hot Fuzz because, in the end, there are only so many times I can watch a movie to make fun of it before it just becomes depressing.
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