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It's okay to hate Star Wars: The Onion

The Onion AV Club goes over some classic movies that it's alright to hate, including, of all things, Star Wars:

Remove Harrison Ford's swaggering charisma from Star Wars, and what's left? The Phantom fucking Menace. And has there ever a soggier slice of white bread than Mark Hamill? The prequels didn't violate the timeless genius of Star Wars; their awkward dialogue and stiff performances simply carried on the wooden tradition of Lucas' 1977 Original.


The article also gives dissenting opinions on the alleged genius of Network, A Clockwork Orange, The Shawshank Redemption, and others.

Recent viewings, classic and otherwise, in our Halifax home: Life Is Beautiful, Schindler's List, City Slickers, Made, Citizen Kane, Sneakers, and Fight Club. Still in the pile: The Shining.

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  1. Is it ok to hate the Onion? (and Jon Stewart?)

    It never ceases to amaze me what "the masses" find funny.

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  2. "hate jon stewart" on Google brings up 71 results, including such insight as "i do hate jon stewart,he's a fuckin gay dick" ..

    "love jon stewart" returns about 28-thousand results.

    A good post on hating The Onion at http://www.adequacy.org/stories/2001.10.21.173051.16.html ... though I think the poster is just kidding.

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  3. Ok, hate Jon Stewart is a little strong. He just doesn't amuse me would be a better way of putting it.

    But The Onion is about as funny as Cancer, and the fact that they try so hard makes it even worse.

    (I'm not sure I'd use Google to get a read on what "the people" think. Many valid opinions are held by people who've never been online) ;-)

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