Return to a galaxy far far away
As a Star Wars fan from the age of 5 on, and having more or less memorized all 6 movies, it is difficult to envision a time when I was actually surprised by Star Wars. When I look at the thing objectively, I wonder how is it that I still like this stuff.
Then this past weekend I was over at my Dad's house. He put on "Return of the Jedi" as there was nothing else on. "Great," I thought. "not even one of the 'good' lightsaber battles." Then My 5 year old nephew came in to watch. He had never seen a Star Wars movie before. Then I started to watch it through his eyes. Actually being scared at the sight of the rancor, and the awe on his face at the sight of the assembled Rebel fleet. All of the sudden I was 6 years old again watching that movie at the Fox valley Theater next to my parents. Well 24 years later my Dad is divorced from my Mom. He has white/gray hair instead of red. I have... none, The Fox Valley theatere is now a bar called "The Foundry,"and Lucas improved the look of Sy Snootles and the Max Rebo band.
By now your asking "Hey Kray-paper, what's the point of this?"
Well first of all its Krai-BALD not Kray-paper, and second, I don't know what the point is, I just started typing about the first thing that came to mind. Maybe I'm trying to purge my overwhelming cynism (rotsa ruck). Maybe I'm just wasting time until my wife comes home. I guess I'm just trying to say, that if anything has ever brought you joy, try not to forget how or why it did, and sometimes nostalgia rules. After all why did "Rocky Balboa" do so well at the box office? Why indeed.
Then this past weekend I was over at my Dad's house. He put on "Return of the Jedi" as there was nothing else on. "Great," I thought. "not even one of the 'good' lightsaber battles." Then My 5 year old nephew came in to watch. He had never seen a Star Wars movie before. Then I started to watch it through his eyes. Actually being scared at the sight of the rancor, and the awe on his face at the sight of the assembled Rebel fleet. All of the sudden I was 6 years old again watching that movie at the Fox valley Theater next to my parents. Well 24 years later my Dad is divorced from my Mom. He has white/gray hair instead of red. I have... none, The Fox Valley theatere is now a bar called "The Foundry,"and Lucas improved the look of Sy Snootles and the Max Rebo band.
By now your asking "Hey Kray-paper, what's the point of this?"
Well first of all its Krai-BALD not Kray-paper, and second, I don't know what the point is, I just started typing about the first thing that came to mind. Maybe I'm trying to purge my overwhelming cynism (rotsa ruck). Maybe I'm just wasting time until my wife comes home. I guess I'm just trying to say, that if anything has ever brought you joy, try not to forget how or why it did, and sometimes nostalgia rules. After all why did "Rocky Balboa" do so well at the box office? Why indeed.