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6/23/2025, 1:47:04 AM
https://youtu.be/4K_zN6bNd3s?t=121
Everyone dogs on Attack of the Clones like it’s some CGI-infested, greenscreen soap opera made by a flannel wearing billionaire with no sense of dialogue or human emotion. And they’re right if their frame of reference starts and ends with Marvel quips and Tarantino foot close-ups but if you’ve ever read Kafka once, or watched even five minutes of a Fritz Lang film without checking your phone, you’d realize Lucas was cooking with something else entirely.
Clones isn’t bad it’s deliberately alienating. Anakin doesn’t “talk weird,” he talks like a character from a lost Jean Cocteau film being puppeteered by Nietzschean trauma. The romance isn’t wooden it’s courtly love rewritten by an autistic stunted child who’s read too much Proust. Everything feels slightly off, because it's by design. Lucas is channeling early modernist dislocation through digital cinema. It’s The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari with lightsabers and less subtle fascist allegory.
And that CGI? That’s not a flaw. That’s digital Wagnerian Gesamtkunstwerk. The Kamino scenes aren’t just damp and weird they’re literal visualizations of Jungian rebirth, filtered through the aesthetic of a 2001 Dell desktop. Yoda flipping around like Sonic on meth? That’s not “cringe,” that’s Eisensteinian montage logic applied to puppet violence.
If anything the only mistake Lucas made was releasing this film in a world unready for him to go full Antonin Artaud with a lightsaber. Attack of the Clones isn’t “bad” it’s just so far beyond most people's understanding that it wraps back around into looking like trash.
But watch it again. This time with a copy of The Waste Land in one hand and Metropolis playing silently in the background. You'll get it.
Or don’t. Go back to watching Andor and pretending it’s deep because it has sad French people in modern day sweaters and women crying about being raped.
Everyone dogs on Attack of the Clones like it’s some CGI-infested, greenscreen soap opera made by a flannel wearing billionaire with no sense of dialogue or human emotion. And they’re right if their frame of reference starts and ends with Marvel quips and Tarantino foot close-ups but if you’ve ever read Kafka once, or watched even five minutes of a Fritz Lang film without checking your phone, you’d realize Lucas was cooking with something else entirely.
Clones isn’t bad it’s deliberately alienating. Anakin doesn’t “talk weird,” he talks like a character from a lost Jean Cocteau film being puppeteered by Nietzschean trauma. The romance isn’t wooden it’s courtly love rewritten by an autistic stunted child who’s read too much Proust. Everything feels slightly off, because it's by design. Lucas is channeling early modernist dislocation through digital cinema. It’s The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari with lightsabers and less subtle fascist allegory.
And that CGI? That’s not a flaw. That’s digital Wagnerian Gesamtkunstwerk. The Kamino scenes aren’t just damp and weird they’re literal visualizations of Jungian rebirth, filtered through the aesthetic of a 2001 Dell desktop. Yoda flipping around like Sonic on meth? That’s not “cringe,” that’s Eisensteinian montage logic applied to puppet violence.
If anything the only mistake Lucas made was releasing this film in a world unready for him to go full Antonin Artaud with a lightsaber. Attack of the Clones isn’t “bad” it’s just so far beyond most people's understanding that it wraps back around into looking like trash.
But watch it again. This time with a copy of The Waste Land in one hand and Metropolis playing silently in the background. You'll get it.
Or don’t. Go back to watching Andor and pretending it’s deep because it has sad French people in modern day sweaters and women crying about being raped.
6/19/2025, 11:08:19 AM
https://youtu.be/4K_zN6bNd3s?t=121
Everyone dogs on Attack of the Clones like it’s some CGI-infested, greenscreen soap opera made by a flannel wearing billionaire with no sense of dialogue or human emotion. And they’re right if their frame of reference starts and ends with Marvel quips and Tarantino foot close-ups but if you’ve ever read Kafka once, or watched even five minutes of a Fritz Lang film without checking your phone, you’d realize Lucas was cooking with something else entirely.
Clones isn’t bad it’s deliberately alienating. Anakin doesn’t “talk weird,” he talks like a character from a lost Jean Cocteau film being puppeteered by Nietzschean trauma. The romance isn’t wooden it’s courtly love rewritten by an autistic stunted child who’s read too much Proust. Everything feels slightly off, because it's by design. Lucas is channeling early modernist dislocation through digital cinema. It’s The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari with lightsabers and less subtle fascist allegory.
And that CGI? That’s not a flaw. That’s digital Wagnerian Gesamtkunstwerk. The Kamino scenes aren’t just damp and weird they’re literal visualizations of Jungian rebirth, filtered through the aesthetic of a 2001 Dell desktop. Yoda flipping around like Sonic on meth? That’s not “cringe,” that’s Eisensteinian montage logic applied to puppet violence.
If anything the only mistake Lucas made was releasing this film in a world unready for him to go full Antonin Artaud with a lightsaber. Attack of the Clones isn’t “bad” it’s just so far beyond most people's understanding that it wraps back around into looking like trash.
But watch it again. This time with a copy of The Waste Land in one hand and Metropolis playing silently in the background. You'll get it.
Or don’t. Go back to watching Andor and pretending it’s deep because it has sad French people in modern day sweaters and women crying about being raped.
Everyone dogs on Attack of the Clones like it’s some CGI-infested, greenscreen soap opera made by a flannel wearing billionaire with no sense of dialogue or human emotion. And they’re right if their frame of reference starts and ends with Marvel quips and Tarantino foot close-ups but if you’ve ever read Kafka once, or watched even five minutes of a Fritz Lang film without checking your phone, you’d realize Lucas was cooking with something else entirely.
Clones isn’t bad it’s deliberately alienating. Anakin doesn’t “talk weird,” he talks like a character from a lost Jean Cocteau film being puppeteered by Nietzschean trauma. The romance isn’t wooden it’s courtly love rewritten by an autistic stunted child who’s read too much Proust. Everything feels slightly off, because it's by design. Lucas is channeling early modernist dislocation through digital cinema. It’s The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari with lightsabers and less subtle fascist allegory.
And that CGI? That’s not a flaw. That’s digital Wagnerian Gesamtkunstwerk. The Kamino scenes aren’t just damp and weird they’re literal visualizations of Jungian rebirth, filtered through the aesthetic of a 2001 Dell desktop. Yoda flipping around like Sonic on meth? That’s not “cringe,” that’s Eisensteinian montage logic applied to puppet violence.
If anything the only mistake Lucas made was releasing this film in a world unready for him to go full Antonin Artaud with a lightsaber. Attack of the Clones isn’t “bad” it’s just so far beyond most people's understanding that it wraps back around into looking like trash.
But watch it again. This time with a copy of The Waste Land in one hand and Metropolis playing silently in the background. You'll get it.
Or don’t. Go back to watching Andor and pretending it’s deep because it has sad French people in modern day sweaters and women crying about being raped.
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