It's no secret that a lot of the Mandalorian has been about course correcting. From the get-go, the show breaks down a lot of the mythos to their basic building blocks--the first season was one grand experiment, almost, in rediscovering which parts of the Star Wars formula work. The western's classic reluctant hero? Check! The... Continue Reading →
Welcome back, dear Reader, to the most glorious feature of all - Saturday Star Wars! If you somehow missed the last entry in my series of love letters to Star Wars, worry not - here's your link! A Long Time Ago, in a Galaxy Far, Far Away... Obi-Wan and Anakin by Charles Soule, Marco Checchetto... Continue Reading →
Some spoilers ahead. This is the most conflicted I've been when it comes to poor, tortured Chelli Aphra. On one hand, some of the dialogue in the second and third issues of this volume make for a downright gag-inducing reaction. Some of the jokes are bad, owed to the kind of self-referential humour you'd get... Continue Reading →
Here's a little something you might've learned about me over the last few weeks, reader, if not the last few years. I am...quite fond of Star Wars. Yes, it's true; I know, I know, you are shook to the core of your being, considering the title of this post. Bear with me as I gush... Continue Reading →
