All Love for The Mandalorian

Finally watched The Mandalorian‘s final episode of season 2 last night after putting the kiddo to sleep and…OMG – what a ride from beginning, middle and end. I tried so hard to avoid the spoilers, but there was a major one that popped up in my Twitter feed that I couldn’t avoid in time so when it came to that part it wasn’t as fun. But, it was still exciting nonetheless.

Truth be told, while I was working on Star Wars character designs during my time at Mimoco, I never actually watched all the movies. So, to do my due diligence, I found all the prequel and classic episodes and had a Star Wars marathon to study up. I watched them all except for the final prequel episode because it was so joyless. To this day, I can’t bring myself to slog through that final installment. It sits untouched in the dvd case.

As a whole, I found the series to be…meh. All this love for Boba Fett and he was only in a scene for five seconds? I didn’t get it.

Fast forward to the release in 2016 of Rogue One. That movie slayed. I absolutely loved it. The story was written well and I actually cared about all the characters. Plus, it was a fun ride.

Then, The Rise of Skywalker drops with so much anticipation. The old gang – Leia, Han, Luke and Chewbacca – are back along with new characters who were…Asian and Black! Yes, to finally including people who aren’t White. But the story was clunky and I was super disappointed with how Rose and Finn were relegated to the background while this weird romance that was never developed took center stage at the end. What was I watching?

I was left in a sea of meh again so I rewatched Rogue One to keep the faith that Star Wars was worth it.

But then…but then…The Mandalorian releases, aka the only reason why I subscribe to Disney+ and even open the app.

That series has everything. It’s funny and fun. There’s Grogu / The Child / Baby Yoda whose little baby cheeks I just want to squish. I root for all the characters. Most of all, that love the Mandalorian – and everyone – has for Grogu gets to my heart…heart – that’s what it has.

Bravo to the writing and art teams for creating a Star Wars universe that has transformed me into a Star Wars fan. Finally.


A Bad Moms Christmas

I needed to purge myself of all the terrible Netflix romcom holiday flicks I’ve been inflicting upon myself. Why?

But then, this saved me… I mean, it’s not great as a whole but it’s the kind of movie where there are just amazing scenes.

Here are my favorites:

I can see myself using my own son to take the hits in order to avoid getting hit.
LMFAO. This was more romantic than any holiday romcom Netflix movie I’ve watched so far.
Most romantic ending.