Irreverent, twisted, penetrating, obsessed, impassioned, perspicacious, and dementedly funny, this third leg of an astounding (nsfw) dismemberment of the Star Wars prequel trilogy makes a greater epic statement on the collapse of civilization than Lucas’s wannabe epic:
–This would make for an ingenious twist date night movie. Tell your new girl you’re going to watch a Star Wars prequel. Then queue up the installments for Episodes 01 or 02, or watch this all-in-one meditation on Revenge of the Sith, which devastates all critical attempts to burnish the final film’s reputation, all the while awakening once-dead feelings for the original trilogy of our childhood I thought had long passed.
I mean, good Lord: this “movie” of a film essay goes from bestiality gags to the Adagietto of Mahler’s Fifth Symphony. A virtuosic performance of analysis, humor, surreal asides, and American culture. Audacious, compulsive, hysterical. Brilliant.