I just received a copy of The Force Awakens in the mail today! Yeah, fine, so it was a week behind everyone else. The point is, The Force Awakens is here! It’s in my house! I would have snapped an excited selfie, but I hadn’t showered yet, so. Yes, yes, the glamorous life of the chronically ill freelancer.
While there are no pics for you – that’s right, that entire damn crew over there of pics-or-it-didn’t-happen folks can stow their signs and go the hell home – I DO have a review! A review of the film, anyway, and not the Blu-ray. It went up over at Buzzy Mag last week. Read on for an excerpt:
The Force has awakened, and it rolled right out of bed and impressed us with flashy good fun. Unlike Yoda, this story didn’t need to hit the snooze button even once. Maybe that’s too many waking-up-with-the-Force-in-your-cup metaphors, but I’m too excited to turn back now. The Force is up! An object in motion continues in motion! Besides, coffee’s on.
One of the best things about Star Wars: The Force Awakens is that it made good on all those promises in the new canon material. The galaxy is a diverse and marvelous place, with as many women in leadership positions as men. And POC (people of color–not just white folks) exist!
There are Black Stormtroopers and senators, Latinx and Asian pilots with the Resistance, and more. This should not feel like such a miracle, but it does and I’m grateful Star Wars found its way to a more realistic and engaging vision of the galaxy.