Dr B. Fett – “Hello group, we have a new member today, would you like to stand up and introduce yourself?”
Mac – “Errr, yeah, okay, hmmm, not really great at talking in groups but here goes: My name is Mac and I am a star wars hater”
Star Wars, the fucking prequel trilogy, what else is there to say? I have been going on about this for years, since the fourth one (first, no fourth fuckers – chronological in order of making), I had new hope after each shite instalment and each time it was dashed upon the rocks by that stubborn, beardie shit bag.
The prequel trilogy is terrible, on so many levels, that’s a given so I am not going to go into that here. As it happens, there are some great video reviews of the first two prequel movies on youtube that if you have a few spare hours (they are about 60 mins each) then they are pretty much the final word on the utter shambles that pertains to be a plot & story.
What really concerns me is that the prequel movies and the myriad assorted cartoon fuckwittery actually have a profound and negative affect on the original movies. So much so, that I had given up on Star Wars – it took all three of those films to do it but, yup, did not want to know and I was actually able to accept the fact that the upcoming star wars tv show will be utter shite and further damage what was once a great thing.
In the last few days something wondrous has happened and I can honestly say that I love Star Wars again. So please, if you find yourself in the same situation where star wars was once a great source a pleasure but now makes you feel all angry and pent up then hopefully, the following will be of some use.
My son is four years old, he dislikes the clone wars cartoons as they are boring (he is right – seemingly children in Lucas’ house like politics and trade discussions). But, he has suddenly started to show an interest in star wars due to a new lightsaber toy on the market. So, I want to get him this but felt it was important that he watched the original films first.
So, we sat down and watched Star Wars and it was awesome! 40 inch HD TV with the DVD upscaled to 720p, surround sound rig, lights dimmed, sunday afternoon, few cold ones. Jesus, felt like I was 10 years old. And the boy, oh the boy loved it, hell, my super girly daughter even enjoyed it – it was, well, it was great.
So, following weekend, Empire, it was always my favourite and jesus, it blew me away. I reckon I have not seen it for about five years and wow, awesome, can’t wait for Jedi this weekend. Have to say, did not hold the kids attention quite so much but by this point, who cares.
So, I think, just about, my star wars and lucas hatred is subsiding and I am just going to pretend the new films never happened. This very morning, whilst explaining the plot of the second one and building the kids up to Jedi on Sunday my daughter asked how Lukes father became Darth Vader – I replied: “I don’t know baby, I don’t think it really matters.”
So, cured? Maybe not entirely, it still hurts, but I view the new films now in the same way as the cartoons and everything else – it’s not for me.
May the force be with you, always.
