All the World's a Critic

Can't wait to watch Episode 2, Attack of the Clones. Never mind if my husband says that people generally didn't like Episode 1. The Star Wars prequels, just like Spiderman (didn't you think Peter Parker was pretty cruel, what with his hospital dialogue with MJ and then "sorry, friendship is all I have to give" at the end?), are movies that I classify as "have to see it for myself no matter what other people say". So what, if it turns out to be really horrible? At least, I can do my own lambasting...

Which reminds me that we are all probably frustrated critics. Frustrated in the sense that we can rant and rave as we please but we don't get paid for it. Not getting paid for it though doesn't stop us from expressing our own opinions on some things. The web actually makes it a little easier for us to do this but surprise,surprise, not every person will agree with us again. Well, they can always put up their own websites...

Anyway, I have this favorite comic strip where Nancy and Sluggo are conversing:

Nancy: When I grow up, I want to be a critic.

Sluggo:That's great. What kind of critic? Movie critic? Food critic?

Nancy: You mean I have to specialize?

Good news, folks -- we don't have to.