I took Evan to see Clone Wars. Honestly, it wasn’t as terrible as I expected, though it dragged quite a bit.

Two observations:

1. If your aim is to build an invincible clone army to keep order, please try to avoid naming your commanders things like “Captain Rex” and “Commander Cody.” That suggests that you really wanted to raise Golden Retrievers and only got into the army-building thing by accident.

2. If one of George Lucas’ kids turns out to be gay, I can’t imagine how George will ever look him or her in the eye after pushing the whole flaming gay Hutt thing. Really, that was just embarrassing.

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