I’m a man who is very content with his gender identity, but I must admit there’s part of me that wants nothing more than to literally just be Marisa Tomei in this movie and wear all those delightful leather jackets and backless catsuits while talking in that New York accent
It. Just. Ages. Better.
I turned this on in the background tonight thinking I’d switch it off after a few minutes, and as usual, I found myself enraptured just a couple minutes in. The editing. The sound design. The score. The pace. We’ve never seen Star Wars as cinematically literate as this.
I’ve been searching for years to find the single word that describes what The Last Jedi captures about Star Wars - I’ve even searched for foreign words that…