Having read glowing reviews and taken Kermode's word for it that
the script was at least plausible, I shelled out a small fortune to go and see The Last Jedi actually in a real cinema. I expected to be entranced as I was with The Empire Strikes Back but was disappointed.
Plot was banging around all over the place like a pinball machine and there seemed to be a surfeit of menopausal ladies running the show and delivering tepid lines with very little conviction. The english bird's accent was somewhat grating in the way Helen Baxendale's was when she fouled up a whole season of Friends.
One small bonus though. The old soak they thought would be a code cracker but betrayed them. If that ain't a young Sir C then I'm my chinese uncle's pet duck.
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I am sure he looks older than you did
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Sir C
I say, who is that ruggedly handsome chap. He looks like an older me.
when you were twenty one c although I rather fancy you have had that craggy, bronsonesque look since you were about sixteen. I bet you were on 20 Capstan Full Strength a day by the age of fourteen?