There’s a moment about 1⁄2 of the way into Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones that is famous for being one of the most awkward, weirdly written love scenes in the history of cinema. Natalie Portman, god save her, is criminally wasted on George Lucas’ mess of a script script (don’t divorce your editors, writers), Hayden Christensen’s delivery is the thing memes are made of, and the entire movie comes screeching to a halt in pastoral Nabooian paradise. I was 14 when Attack of the Clones debuted, and full of the vigor and idealism of youth, remember thinking to myself “Maybe this is just a slow moment, and it will all get better in the end.
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