So what did you do this weekend?
Well, instead of watching the Sox drop another to Chicago, I did my part for the George Lucas Retirement Fund and went to see Revenge of the Sith.

What did you think of it?
Understand: I hated Phantom Menace. Refused to see Attack of the Clones in the theater, instead catching it in various chunks on HBO. And while I still think none of these new flicks is anywhere near as entertaining as any of the first three, I did like Sith. The dialogue is ass, the acting just a few steps above a high school production of Grease, but there was something almost religious about seeing all the various plotlines drawn together to set the stage for A New Hope. Also, it had Natalie Portman, the hottest woman ever assembled. And, yeah, because I am a complete nerd, not just one of those faux nerds you’ve been reading about in the New York Times, I spent the wee hours trolling through the Star Wars Trilogy DVD boxed set to make sure most of the stuff “checked out.” And it did, though one gaping hole seems to be why Obi-Wan didn’t recognize C-3PO and R2-D2 when he ran into them in A New Hope. After all they’d been through in Revenge of the Sith, the droids don’t even warrant a “‘sup dudes.” Of course, Obi-Wan is older, and old people forget things. Also, they drink a lot and steal your tax forms. As if you didn’t know that already. And while a lot of people had their knickers in a twist over Lucas’ decision to add Hayden Christensen to the finale of the Jedi DVD, I dug it the most, and thought it framed everything together pretty nicely.

So, to recap, my favorite Star Wars films are, from favorite to least favorite:

Star Wars
Return of the Jedi
The Empire Strikes Back
Revenge of the Sith
Attack of the Clones
Smokey and the Bandit III
The Phantom Menace

Oh, and just to keep with the Star Wars vibe, this is the greatest thing in the history of the internet. Just have your speakers turned on. And thank SG publisher Larry Young for bringing it to my attention.

Dude, what about the Red Sox?
I got out of the theater just in time to hear the “almost” comeback in the ninth. And today we have Wakefield going. A New Hope, anyone?