You remember what it was like to first know that Darth Vader was Luke’s father? The recoil. The disbelief. The suspicion. Then, finally, the acceptance , the understanding…
Then the awesomeness of knowing that Luke would one day be as big a badass as Darth Vader.
Each of us once had that moment. Hopefully it was when you were young, well before Lucas decided to crap on his own creation and poop out Episodes 1 through 3.
Before he started doing random post production edits.
Before he waited to soak every possible dollar out of previous releases on VHS.
Before his soulless retreads and CG edits and blinking Ewoks when the world has good because your imagination was allowed to run free with wonder amongst the ‘Star Wars’ players and storylines and potential…*sigh*
Screw you George Lucas. Thanks for some of the memories. But screw you anyway.