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Remember that scene in Finding Nemo, where one of the aquarium fish gets all upset at the water cleaning system and raises its fist in anger yelling: “Curse you, AquaScum!” Well, THAT is pretty much how I feel about George Lucas these days!
Let me clarify: I grew up on Star Wars. I can remember as if it were today, back in 1977 when Episode IV opened… I was heartbroken b/c theaters in Caracas wouldn’t allow underage kids into movies like it for the evening shows, even if they were in the company of adults (can you guess that was my case?)
I had the movie in Betamax and it still probably holds the record for the movie I have watched the most times EVER! Star Wars toys, Star Wars whatever: you name it… I loved it! And then came Episode I, which I was cheering to in the theater when the Star Wars theme started… I hated Episode II, but I still forgave Lucas. Episode III was meh… better than Episode II, but… anything is better than Episode II!
Which brings me to a couple of years ago: I proudly introduced my son (4 years old at the time) to Star Wars… and he liked it! What did I feel? Proud, of course! What self-respecting dad who grew up feeding from the manna that George Lucas sent us from Star Wars heavens wouldn’t? Little did I suspect two years later I would be abhorring Lucas’ work as much as my wife did early on in the process…
As it turns out, Lucas’ work became my son’s obsession: from the moment he wakes up to the moment he goes to bed, his conversation is PACKED with Chewbacca growls, Darth Vader breaths and light saber sounds. It’s amazing how Lucas has been able to reach out to two generations so seamlessly. I guess he’s to be commended for his brilliance with The Clone Wars, a big part of the reason behind the millennials’ fascination with Star Wars! But if you ask me, all I think about these days when my son starts to tell me something about Star Wars on the way back from school is: “Curse you, George Lucas!”
Are you another former Star Wars fan? Can you relate?