There is no denying that there is a lot wrong with the prequel Star Wars trilogy. A lot! And with a new trilogy arriving we are all sitting on the fence wondering if it can get worse or only go up from here. Episodes I through III are plagued with missed expectations, caked in a storm drain runoff of CGI that become less tolerable with each viewing. The revelation of Darth Vader being nothing more than a product of puberty and never knowing another woman besides his mother alone was enough to make you weep at the legacy of cinema's most feared villain. For twenty-two years society was fine with believing that the Force was nothing more (or less) than a supernatural concept that rivaled a religious following for old monk-like hermits with the capacity to do mind tricks and become a ghost just because it was an unexplainable energy in the universe. Nope! It had to be something called midichlorians. Something biologicalboringbased in "reality" while spitting in the face of the very definition of science-fiction. What is wrong with you George Lucas?! I won't even mention Jar Jar Binks (too late!). I still actually have to explain to people why the character comes off racist. However, I found myself watching one of the newer episodes recently. Maybe it was on television or I popped it into my blu-ray player while binging on my Star Wars anthology set that will no longer be complete in 2015 (thanks Disneybut worth it for more ST). And there was one huge detail I noticed as I viewed one of the prequel trilogy episodes: I was watching the prequel trilogy...regardless of the obvious flaws. What's with that? I realized we should just face it - we so watch them. We may or may not admit to it, but the prequel trilogy still must happen when we enjoy a Star Wars marathon. And no matter how much we wish they just left the saga alone, we know we want Episodes VII-IX to happen. So there had to be something there I liked. So I will shamelessly admit despite much nerd-raving in the comments below, there are some redeeming qualities to the prequel trilogy. They may not excuse the three films, but in the end, these attributes are still making it worth the viewing. So here are some of those redeeming qualities while keeping us hopeful for a bigger and better sequel trilogy.
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