Ginger's Even More Special Web Page It’s all about me, baby. A long time ago, I promised I’d write up my impressions of Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones, and then I didn’t. So I guess that makes me a liar. Or just lazy. Or both. But you see, most of what is worth saying (and quite a lot that’s not) is posted on my blog. The blog is SO much easier to update, and thus that gets updated semi-regularly, while this page lingers for months on end. But before I belabor that point, I just want to say that I finally DO have some impressions to report to you, courtesy of an e-mail I wrote to an old friend [and now, published author—go pre-order his book now!] about the aforementioned LucasfilmTM pasturized processed film-like product. As prelude, I should explain that I liked the movie a lot the first time I saw it (as evidenced here, in the heat of the moment). I’m not sure how to explain this. I wasn’t sleep-deprived, on drugs, or otherwise impaired (or enhanced, depending on how you look at it), but I was, I suppose, seduced by visual dazzle and the aching, desperate desire that it wouldn’t suck as bad as The Phantom Menace, that there was still hope that this beloved childhood mythology would not be crushed in artless battles and lifeless storytelling. Well, fuck that. This more or less sums it up: I don't have the AOTC DVD yet. I can't bring myself to buy it, though I s'pose I will someday. Maybe a used copy. I liked the movie the first time or two that I saw it, but on subsequent viewings decided it was dogshit, and I can't see spending more money on it. Some of the visuals are dazzling and Ewan is pretty good, but pretty much everything else is painful to think about, much less watch again: The Zam Wessel chase (ugh), The Fetts (yawn), any time that Anakin and Padme are in the same scene (please take these ice-picks and put them through my eyes AND ears thank you), the pointless villain (Count Who-ku Cares?), and even Yoda (with ass on ground we like him better, hm?). Here are the good things I remember from the movie: Everything on Kamino before Jango shows up Watto Natalie Portman's white jumpsuit before it gets ripped in half Ewan, whenever he's NOT running, fighting, or talking to or about Anakin The .03 seconds of Anakin busting Tusken ass That shot where Anakin has his back to the camera watching the sunrise That's all I can think of. In other news, I started knitting late in the summer, and have just come up with the name of my designer line of knit goods : GKNY Cute, eh? It’s based on my initials, as well as an acronym for “Ginger Knits in New York.” Hee. Above is me in my very first sweater, a wool-and-mohair creation that sheds like a motherfucker but is warm as hell, so I wear it all the time. Once I get around to it I’ll try to get up a page of more goods. Christmas was a good excuse to pump out a lot of product, so I’ve developed some mad skills, yo. So anyway, if you’re a first-time visitor, welcome. Go check out the Celebrity Corner so you can see me posing with famous people. I don’t have any new photos, though I did run into The White Stripes at a Trachtenburg Family Slideshow Players show back in October, before I had really heard much of their stuff [The White Stripes, that is, not The Trachtenburg Family Slideshow Players, whom I've seen a couple of times], so didn’t know enough to scream and drool and tell them how great they were. All I did was smile wanly at Meg, who was standing right next to me. God, I am so cool. Beyond that, I’ll just have to be content with knowing people who are close personal friends with B-list celebrities, and hope they invite me to their parties. Love & Happy New Year, Ginger (almost) January 2003

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