Anyone who knows just about anything about me knows that I am and always have been a Star Wars FREAK. My earliest childhood memory is of my mom taking me to see the first Star Wars for the very first time. I was too young to have vivid memories, but I can still remember the sensations, the feelings, the awe and the wonder. It was Star Wars that started my love affair with the movies that continues on to this day (and is even now my job).
I still remember as a child hearing that there was going to be ANOTHER Star Wars movie. Holy crap… I had never conceived of a “sequel” at that age. To me, this was the greatest news in the history of mankind. All I could think about was if Chewy was going to have a wife or if Darth Vader would be back as the bad guy (these are the things a 7 year old thinks about). I named my first cat “Luke Skywalker”. I had Star Wars bed sheets and I was the only kid around who could tell you how many rebel ships attacked the first Death Star (it was 30 by the way).
My obsession continued on into adulthood, watching the trilogy at least 3 times a year. When “The Phantom Menace” came out, I drove 1000 miles so I could see it for the first time at a movie theater that was better than the one in the city I was living in at the time (no, I’m not kidding) and even though I was driving to Toronto to see it, I still camped out in the Saskatoon cold with some friends to buy tickets… even though I wasn’t going to be buying any… I just wanted the experience of being in the line.
My first amateur movie that I was involved in was a Star Wars fan film that crossed The Phantom Menace with The Godfather called “Rise of the Tradiz” which played at the Star Wars Celebration convention in Indianapolis. From the convention, I drove almost 2000 miles to Edmonton Alberta to see an advance screening of “Attack of the Clones”.
The point here is that I’m clearly a Star Wars maniac.
The other day I got an invitation to attend the world premiere of the newest Star Wars film, “Star Wars: The Clone Wars”, here in Hollywood. Actually, I’m leaving in about an hour to head over there. Here’s the strange thing, about 20 minutes ago a shocking thing struck me… I’m not excited about going to see it.
Me, the Star Wars fanatic. The guy who drove a thousand miles just to see a Star Wars movie on a bigger screen, and then drove almost 2000 miles just to see it a week before it came out. The guy who named his pets after Star Wars characters and whose earliest memory is of Star Wars. I’M NOT EXCITED ABOUT SEEING A NEW STAR WARS MOVIE!?!?!?!
IS IT BECAUSE IT’S AN ANIMATED MOVIE?
I doubt it. I actually love animated films from 2d to 3d and beyond, I always have.
IS IT BECAUSE THE PREQUELS LET ME DOWN?
I doubt it. I actually really liked (not loved) “Revenge of the Sith”, and when I’m a fan of something, I tend to be a fan of it for life. Hell, the Toronto Maple Leafs have been a disgrace for as long as I’ve been alive, but I still bleed Blue and White baby and would jump at the chance to see them play anytime, any place!
IS IT BECAUSE DOING A MOVIE IN BETWEN EPISODES 2 AND 3 IS A STUPID IDEA?
This MIGHT be it. I’ve always thought if they were going to do a new movie (animated or otherwise) it should either be between Revenge of the Sith and A New Hope, or after the events of Return of the Jedi. But still… can a little thing like time line choice alone derail my Star Wars fanaticism?
So here we are… about an hour away from me leaving my place to fulfill one of my minor dreams… attending an actual Star Wars Premiere… and yet I’m not pumped. I’m not jumping out of my skin. To be honest I’m more looking forward to going to play poker with SoulVideo and Kris Tapley tonight… and that shouldn’t be the case!
Do you guys have any thoughts or theories as to why someone like me, a rabid Star Wars fan, wouldn’t be completely pumped about seeing the premiere of a new Star Wars flick?