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Monday, March 20th, 2006
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3:11 pm
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Originally a comment that I decided to post elsewhere for later analysis because damn, I love figuring out why the hell I love Star Wars so much.
Heh, was just discussing this with my fiance yesterday. Skip this if you want, it will probably end up being some wordy geek-ass crap that no one wants to read, but god I love discussing Star Wars.
I love the OT. I love the prequals. I love the prequals mostly because they cemented the story into something that I can love even more now. Up until I was about 10--no, make that 15 or so--for me, Star Wars was all about fun, flashy, showy crap. I loved lightsabers, X-wings, Twi'leks, and the Big Three. I couldn't give two shits about Vader, and I didn't like RotJ because it kept cutting to some rather boring shit about Vader from something exciting and happy like Wedge and Lando destroying Death Star 2. I started reading the books when I was about 12, and loved those. Again, the books at that time were all the same stuff. The Big Three save the universe, over and over again, and sometimes there was Rogue Squadron and I'd squeal gleefully.
Then Episode 1 came out. Okay. It was more Star Wars for me to love on, and I did, joyously. It was about the showy stuff again. I loved the visual effects, lightsaber fighting, and Darth Maul. It had 8 year old Darth Vader? Yeah, okay, whatever. I waited with baited breath for AotC, and loved it despite the lame-assed dialogue (which has NEVER been Lucas' strong point.) Anakin grew up into a moody teenager with issues? Sure. Play me some Imperial March and I'll be happy. Then Episode 3 came out. It hit me in the gut that Anakin's story was the overall story. After the previous movies and all the novels taking place in between, I realized that this character that I had come to love in an annoying-little-brother capacity was about to decend into a hell that he had helped create and become the galaxy's worst monster. I realized that there was more to all of this than just the flashy, visual stuff that I had thrived on as a kid. This story was one that I now care even more deeply for.
A lot of people stick very closely to the stuff that they cherished as kids, though. They want the good ol' days of the Big Three and Chewie in the Falcon, with the clear lines and straightfowardness that was in the OT. There's nothing wrong with that at all. However, the fact that the prequals didn't have quite that scope stings, as does the perception that George Lucas is a soulless automaton.
I guess I'll keep being a non-Star Wars fan and continue to gleefully lap up whatever Lucas feeds and debase myself in the name of my fandom.
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| Thursday, March 2nd, 2006
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8:38 am
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| Thursday, February 2nd, 2006
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8:53 am
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My eternal gratitude to Telophase (I couldn't figure the link tag at the moment. Sorry.) for this wonderful journal. I'm pretty much just here for the wank. If for some bizarre reason you feel the need to know what I'm thinking/bitching about or working on, check the LJ.
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