Yesterday was supposedly the anniversary of Star Wars 45 years ago. Wikipedia says it was released May 25 1977. I didn't see it then but probably a month or so later. I kept thinking that it's a under rated movie, but I'm pretty sure it's gotten some praise and fame and rewards. So I started watching the movies to prepare for Friday's release of a few episodes of Obi Wan on Disney +.
I think about Obi Wan's advice to listen to your inner voice.
I think about all the limbs that are cut off, from the monster in the snow in the second one, to the arm of the guy in Mos Eisley when he tries to shoot Luke. Every once in a while I say in Darth Vader's voice to my children, "I am your father," and I expect them to scream, "NO!"
Those first three movies are great. I love it that Lea didn't wear a bra because there was no need in the future. I wonder at the intrigue behind the scenes. Does Harrison Ford adopt the persona of a rascal after playing one?
I met someone who hadn't seen the movies. Felt sorry for her lack. I don't like the Yankees play by play guy but he brags about not seeing it. I guess I brag about not caring about the Depp versus Heard hearings. Some things we choose not to pay attention to. That's a powerful protest. I've lost interest in Trump. He's been irrelevant for a while now. Except the sad legacy of asshats feeling empowered by him. His campaign called headquarters the death star. And it was blown up in the end.
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