I saw Rogue One last night and it was an interesting movie.  I enjoyed it but at the same time didn’t love it.  And I can’t point to a flaw so much as it just never really rose above what it was.  But I did like it.  But you know what I really like? Daisy Ridley.  Among the things in Rogue One that didn’t really help it out was that the characters were by necessity thinly sketched and it reminded me how much I like the new characters in Force Awakens.  I am sure someone will comment that Rey is a Mary Sue but those people don’t know what a Mary Sue is, because it didn’t feel like self insertion from JJ Abrams to me, and also are sexists.  I’ll just come out and say that because no one had issue with Luke blowing up the Death Star without a targeting computer.  Space Wizardry is only bullshit when it’s a girl I guess.  Anyway, I will probably have to make a decision tonight to reward the original trilogy and then Force Awakens over this coming week or cram in the Christmas movies I really want to see. Or do both and just never leave my house.  All viable, socially healthy options.  Anyway, Daisy Ridley is wonderful and we’re lucky yo have her, even if you don’t realize it.  It’s the season to remind you there was another guy once some people were too cool to like and all he wanted to do was bring us all peace and joy.  This cool brother’s name was Chris Kringle and all he wanted was for children to feel joy but Burgermeister Meisterburger was basically a giant dick with daddy issues so he outlawed toys.  Long story short, he’s dead and Chris Kringle was granted the mantel of immorality.  SO you can be a cranky old Burgermeister Meisterburger but you’ll end up dead and no one will give a fuck and they won’t even recognize your name.  But ol’ Chris Kringle?  Well he became Santa Claus and everyone knows his name.  Which side of history do you want to be on?  Think about it.  Today I want to fuck Daisy Ridley.