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The Phantom Menace was released today, at 12:01AM. And now I have something to say to anyone who has seen it.

SHUT UP!

I've talked before about how I hate it when people give away plot points to movies that I want to see. To this day I find it extremely irritating that I knew when I walked into the theater to see T2 that I already knew Ah-nuld was on the side of the good guys. It rendered the whole opening part of the movie useless. All of the bits with Arnie and the cop-guy looking around to find John Conner were pointless. If I didn't know Arnold was there to protect John Conner, the scenes build tension. Since I knew, it was filler. I don't like filler.

On the radio today, the DJs inane chatter was about those crazy loons who went to see the movie at 2AM, 3AM, etc. I wanted to call in and ask what sports freaks would be doing if the Superbowl was back for the first time in 16 years. You wanna see some seriously obsessive-compulsive behavior on display? That'd give it to you in spades. And people probably wouldn't mock it a tenth as much as they've made fun of the Star Wars fans who waited in line for a month for tickets. I mean, why not just watch the Superbowl on videotape? It's the same game, right? It's not diminished by the fact that it's already happened, right?

I'm feeling a little grouchy today, in case you hadn't noticed. My stomach has been a little upset all morning. It's gotten better, but I'm still not feeling completely up to snuff.

So anyway, the DJs were chattering about Star Wars. They get to live, though, since they didn't spill anything. Then I got to work. Some guys across the hall were talking about Star Wars. I wasn't sure if it was a Star Wars movie or a Star Wars game, but I didn't want to take a chance, so I started playing a CD, with the volume pegged high enough that I couldn't hear what they were (rather loudly) talking about.

I feel like from now until Friday night (when Liz and I are going to see the movie) I'm better of not getting on the Web, reading Usenet, listening to the radio, or watching TV because of the number of people who don't seem to care about whether or not they spoil the movie for anyone else. The big stupid-heads.