Funnily enough I bumped into George Lucas outside my office the other day (W1 London)... I _almost_ stopped him, slapped his hairy-no-neck face and shouted: FORBIDDEN LOVE! FORBIDDEN LOVE! What sort of shite sub-title is that for a film, you big grey bitch! But, I just walked past him... muttering under my breath... mumble mumble.. mk At 11:37 30/01/02 +0000, martin.p.burns at uk.pwcglobal.com said: >Memo from Martin P Burns of PricewaterhouseCoopers > >Claims to be genuine. Time will tell: >http://www.darkhorizons.com/reviews/t020128a.htm > >Shock horror - Jar Jar still in it. > >An alternative: >http://www.supershadow.com/starwarsepisode2/sw2.htmll