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Radiohead’s Thom Yorke, pictured being extremely Thom Yorke-ish at an inanimate object. (Photo: Jesse Grant/Getty Images)

Look, we get that, most of the time, being famous is probably a big old pain in the ass. Between the paparazzi, the PR nightmares, and the constant near-certainty that someone, somewhere, is thinking about you naked, fame can be a double-edged sword. But sometimes, even the most dour of celebrities has to admit that it’s actually a double-edged lightsaber, instead. Like last night, when a bunch of famous people got to see The Last Jedi at its world premiere, while the rest of us were forced to talk to our families or loved ones or other boring, non Star Wars-related shit.

Unsurprisingly, the premiere was a pretty massive affair, complete with a big tribute to the late Carrie Fisher, and a lot of opportunities for celebs to rub shoulders with franchise actors new and old. There was even a touch of seat-of-your-pants, “I’ve got a bad feeling about this” drama, as star John Boyega desperately tried to book passage out of Atlanta as some sort of terrifying Imperial frost weapon—i.e., unexpected Southern snowfall—threatened to trap him in Georgia.


Meanwhile, the famouses (and film critics) in attendance last night are now faced with an important piece of intelligence that needs to be delivered into the right hands: Was the movie actually any good? So far, apparently, so good:


(Editor’s note: As far as we know, no Bothans died to bring us these tweets.)

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