This will be part one of a three part series, written as S and I watch our brand new copy of the Trilogy. Of course, we've got the widescreen edition, but unfortunately it's Lucas' crappy remastered copy. Man, I'm not saying that you can't put this idiotic version on disc, but at least put the old versions on too, so us true fans can have a choice. I just have no use for lame-o CGI creatures and a stupid added scene with Jabba. Watching it again for the first time since I saw it in theaters years ago, I am realizing again how idiotic George Lucas is.
Anyway, the movie brings back so many memories. I don't consider this episode the best of the three (by the way, we're doing it in order, Ep. 4, then Ep. 5 and then Ep. 6), but I still enjoy it. One of my all-time favorite lines from the trilogy is in this episode: "But I was gonna go to the Tashi station to pick up some power converterrrrrrrs." Of course, this is Luke's first real line in the movie, and Mark Hamill whines it in the worst possible way. In fact, Luke is really very whiny through the first third of the movie. For the life of me, I can't remember why I liked him. I think it's probably because I was only aware of him as a part of all three movies, and in the last two, he's really a very kick-ass person.
S pointed out that there are some scientific holes in the movie. For instance, when the Millennium Falcon is tractor-beamed into the Death Star, it is docking in an open dock. That is, the dock is open to space. Space is oxygen-less. So how could ordinary people survive? He said that frankly, most of the science in the movie is pretty bad. Oh well.
I still loved this movie as a child, and logged so many hours being Princess Leia that playing Star Wars is one of the only really vivid childhood memories I have. I remember some incidents that I think others would not. For those involved--J, S, and K--if you ever can forget Embarrassing Bernard....well, let's just say that I never will. And I'm pretty sure that our unique method of playing--one person being Chew, and another Bacca--wasn't replicated that often. You'd think somebody would want to be Han Solo. But no. It was one Luke, one Leia, a Chew and a Bacca. Even C-3PO or R2D2 should theoretically be better than half a wookie.
But they're cherished memories no matter which way you slice it, and now is a time ripe for nostalgia, with one of our number headed for matrimony. Imminently.
I'm very happy for him, and I think she's great; it's still sad and strange to think that we've completely left those childhood games behind us. Our games are so much different now--dinners and drinks, crazy adult things that sometimes make less sense than a world where I could be Leia.
I'll blog more on this tomorrow with the viewing of Empire.
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