OK, Sam loved it and I must admit, it beat the first two hands down... I sure miss Harrison Ford yo-nobody in these pics can take inane macho sexual innuendo and turn it into hot, sexy gold like he did...

But I won't go on about the vapid love dialogue, I leave that to the capable, if wayward wit of Miz Sagbottom.

I will however express my horrification at the birth scene-what the hell? Delivered by robots? I mean, it's not like I expected a midwife to somehow pop up in the midst of this patriarchal fantasm, but a glassed in chamber with gleaming robotoid doctors... Bah! And, hello, she was mostly dead, right? So they carefully changed her into a pristine white dress? Was that so the blood would show up better?-oh wait there was no blood, 'cause they had that neato little privacy cloche... Presumably so she wouldn't possibly wake up and maybe ohmygod! see her babies being born? Or perhaps Jedi knights can't handle blood if it isn't spewing from severed limbs?

GrrrrxxflzmbllZZZAT!!!

Um, and what happened to Padme's ridiculously slinky and elaborate wardrobe? Not to mention her role as a senator? Once she got knocked up all she did was mope around, weep and wear weird knitted old lady gowns. although she did keep changing into new ones every scene, like, ohmygodAnnikenmightbedead!mustchangemygownsoIcanweepsomemore... Oh, guess there was that little gogo outfit for her mission to the volcanic planet- I suppose she was trying to keep her legs cool?

Sorry Kat, I guess I did have a few cents of my own.