All Sith's Eve

I'm staring at the cup of coffee cooling in front of me. The roof of my mouth carries enough scar tissue for me to remember to not rush taking those first couple of sips.

Not having the normal SwampLog outlet has been bothersome for me. I should have written about my weekend exploits, such as meeting David Prowse at the SciFiExpo and getting gently chided by him on getting his home wrong (I could have sworn he was Scottish, when he was born in the next British village over from me), or having to raise holy hell to get paid properly from City Streets. However, the money I did pound out of 'em was better spent on things such as groceries, bills, and taking S. out to lunch in a vain attempt to woo her.

Tonight, of course, is the Big Night. I thought, being 35 years old, that the impact of the final Star Wars film would be lessened on me. I'm so far removed from the person I was even three years ago when 'Attack of the Clones' came out, and a lifetime away from the gangly seven-year-old who went to the NorthPark I & II in 1977 with his father to watch 'Star Wars.' Yet, I have absorbed every piece of information about 'Sith' that I can, and it only makes me want to get in that theatre that much faster.

The last time around, I pondered the impact the 'Star Wars' movies had on my generation, and whether or not it could even come close to having the same affect on people who weren't alive in 1977:

It then dawns on me that the whole Star Wars base might be generational after all. The first time these guys probably saw a new Star Wars movie in theatres was 'Phantom Menace.' Like the rest of us, they probably found the movie lacking in a lot of areas. However, unlike people who grew up with the troika of Luke, Leia & Han, this generation took one look at Jar Jar Binks and the farting pack animals and gave it a hearty "Whatever, pal."

It's almost like a litmus test for me this month -- when asking people what they're doing Thursday, either their eyes light up and they tell me where they'll be watching the movie and what screening they're going to be able to get into, or they just go on about their schedule, oblivious to the event. So, tomorrow's a unique thing: a generational holiday.

As for me, I'll be going out to the AMC Grand today after lunch with the intention of waiting in line, soaking up the atmosphere for the last time. I seriously don't think another movie will be received this way again, and it makes me a little sad. The people who stand in line for 'Star Wars' films are derided, ridiculed and looked down upon, but they're taking part in a ritual that goes away after tonight. I'll be glad to participate.

Coffee's almost gone now.  Might be time for another cup.

Comments

[Leemer]

And all this was the genesis of the strangest text message I have ever received on my cell phone.

Geek.

Love ya', though.