The Stranger

Christopher Lee’s voice is the only good thing about Star Wars: The Clone Wars, which nonetheless brought out the fans in all their splendor. There were Stormtroopers. There were lightsabers. There were Jedis, young and old. A few rows ahead of me sat a green-skinned bald woman, whom I later identified—thanks, internet—as a certain Dark Jedi named Asajj Ventress, the villain of the film. So, there’s some sort of war going on. The good guys need help from Jabba the Hutt to defeat the bad guys. But apparently somebody snatched up Jabba the Hutt’s squeaking turd—I mean baby son—Something-or-Other the Hutt! “AAAAHH! EE WONKO KOKA OO CHOBEE!” says Jabba. And the Jedis are all, “Sure, Jabba, we’ll get your stinky baby back!” Then there’s lots of sarcastic swordplay banter (“I’m impressed.” “Now you die.” “Shall we continue?” “My pleasure.”), stuff blows up, we meet Jabba’s Southern gay uncle, Meshach Taylor the Hutt, and everything turns out just fine. By Lindy West

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