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No. Please, no.
The only summer movie release I have been anticipating with as much dread as the Crocodile Hunter movie is the Scooby Doo movie.
Well, not only have the studio powers-that-be injected fear into my 2002 summer, but they've already begun the process of making me dread Summer 2004 as well. Why? Because a Scooby Doo sequel is already in the works.
Just kill me now.
These Are NOT The Guitars You Want
Star Wars merchandising in conjunction with the release of Episode II is predictably widespread. The usual Legos, lunchboxes, minibusts, and action figures are all out there on the shelves in the now-traditional marketing blitz.
But God help the poor rocker boy or grrl who purchases these guitars, made by Fernandes and found via The Angry Robot. Let me Jedi mind-trick you for a moment -- if you think having one of these will make you cool, think again.
If a band manages to get a video on MTV playing one of these guitars within the next 10 years, I'll personally eat all of their broken strings for the rest of my life.
After that, ironic coolness will set in and it might actually be hip to have one. But for now, These Are NOT The Guitars You Want. (insert subtle hand flourish here)
