He’s definitely trying to drive her away. She confronts him with a request from the resistance, clearly expecting The Redeeming Return of Jedi Master Luke Skywalker, and he then sets to showing (and proving) exactly what kind of washed up has-been she’s talking to, going about the most crazy things in his day to day…

That’s 79% of my problem, right there. It looked so similar, all I could think about was GoTG in that moment, and that’s not the movie I wanted to be thinking about. If he’d at least tried to structure it so it was visually different and unique from what Marvel’s already done, then it might have worked better.

I don’t have a problem with Luke’s projection. I don’t even have a problem with Yoda’s lightning, because even though it got an eyebrow raise from me, it moves the story forward in ways that make logical sense to me.

This encompasses the majority of my issues with the movie. As Kylo said, “kill your heroes”, which is pretty much exactly what the movie sets out to do. It’s an ambitious idea, and actually a really interesting one, given the necessary passing of the torch between generations and old/new fandoms, etc.

That’s fair. Reading the thread, I’m seeing a lot of folks who really enjoyed the scene and find it inspiring and fantastic and true to their interpretation of the universe.

The thing is, by all established canon, you need to be conscious to use/work with/manipulate the Force. That twitch of her fingers clearly indicates she’s out, presumed dead. Yet she literally manages to resurrect herself out in the blasted coldness of space by...what...her unconscious magical connection to the Force?…

You’re not wrong. I was excited for the idea of it and excited about what I saw in the trailer - it looks potentially really good - but when it slowly dawned on me that she was the only one with those creepy uncanny valley eyes, I realized I viscerally don’t want to see this movie any more.

Well, Death rides a pale horse, so I think I’m going with War.

I’m having a hard time expressing how much I adore the title.

Came here for this. Leaving satisfied.

Yeah, that stuck with me too. Not sure I’d call it gaslighting, exactly, but it definitely sounds a lot like “I believe in this general philosophical idea as a concept, but have no capacity how to recognize its lack in my own life and actions and moreover, I still have no idea what I did wrong and everyone’s being…

I’m not sure I can think of a reason why I wouldn’t wrap it and then throw it away, but maybe there is one or two. Maybe if it was a fraught domestic situation and flushing was the safest way to, well, get rid of the evidence?

Curious exactly how biodegradable these are.

My addiction is also much more unnoticable unless someone takes a look through my e-reader.

If that’s an addiction to books, I’mma need to see photos of all the other rooms to verify, because that alone is merely a well-stocked shelf.

I feel like this should have been filed under “Big Time Dicks.”

That’s my take, too. “Out of all the times I’ve harrassed someone, how can you expect me to remember this one time? Come on.”

Oh, I get it, and it’s par for the course for Trump and not at all unexpected.

That might serve as some sort of defense if he was just your crazy racist uncle down the street and not, oh, say, the President of the United States.

Agreed. Each new story is sickening, especially because there are (not surprisingly) so many, but the silver lining for me is that there are actual ramifications and consequences happening here. Men are losing money, respect, jobs as a result of these decades of abuse and it’s about time.