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Scrappy litterateur Dale Peck, writing with all the animosity of a jilted lover, takes up 2,500 words of this week's Observer to decry the crass commercialization of the Star Wars franchise. It's a riotous, metaphor-laden jaunt through the series' history (SPOILER ALERT: Peck reveals that Darth Vader is Luke's father), with stops along the way that include comparisons to the search for weapons of mass destruction, Michael Jackson's public displays of affection, and a jewel-bedecked Liberace expiring in Las Vegas. You know, your typical negative review. We're not sure that we know what all the big words mean, but we are so looking forward to the inevitable Dale Peck just got bitch-slapped by an Ewok at Caf Mogador e-mail that's sure to hit our inbox momentarily. AB

Sith-Boom-Bah! [Observer]