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I don’t know what to think of Kevin Smith.

Watched Chasing Amy (again) last night. Despite all the yelling, I’d have to say this is my next-to-favorite of all time (after Blade Runner). This is the one movie I know of that caters to that rare demographic, the female geek, by being a chick flick that takes place in the world of comic books and sci-fi fandom. If you’re not the type to be turned on by abundant Star Wars references (cf. the title of this post), you might not share my dismeasurate enthusiasm for it, but I’d still say it’s very entertaining to most.

When I listen to the tight, entertaining dialog of Clerks and Chasing Amy, I’m reminded of how incredibly talented Kevin Smith can be. I say reminded, because what came after Amy is comparatively unfathomably bad: Dogma (saved only by the Ben and Matt dialogs), and the loathsome, revolting waste of space that is Jay and Silent Bob (not saved by the one great “Greedo shoots first” line).

When Smith wrote a few numbers of my favorite comic book, Daredevil, I didn’t even pick it up for fear that it would be an anal raping of the originals. Still, I’m the only one I know who is still holding out hope for his upcoming movie Jersey Girl. I couldn’t even get anyone to come out to see Jay and Silent Bob.