A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…. Ok, fine. It was 1983, small-town Nebraska, and I was 5 years old. The first movie my parents took me to in a theater was Return of the Jedi. My slightly older cousins had seen it without incident so my parents finally agreed that it would be ok for me to see it. To their shock, I sat content and focused for 2 hours and 16 minutes. It was amazing. From that point on, I was a fan.
To say I had embraced the Star Wars lifestyle is an understatement. Growing up, I had Star Wars books, toys, games, clothes, lunch-boxes, and yes – even bed sheets. To my parent’s embarrassment, it didn’t end with childhood, either. I grew up re-watching the original trilogy on VHS hundreds of times, as well as attending theatrical re-releases in the late 90’s. And I guess I have to admit that I saw each of the disappointing prequels once too. When I turned 36 my boss even got me a Chewbacca birthday cake. Who says you have to grow up?
So when it was announced that Disney bought the rights to my favorite franchise I was cautiously optimistic. Disney also owns Marvel, and barring Iron Man 2, those movies have been great. The good news is the previews and interviews that have been released to promote The Force Awakens this November are all really exciting. And as much as I didn’t want to spoil the experience for myself, I did watch the teaser trailer. It was amazing. The bad news is I only have 98 days to convince my wife that we need to go on opening night…
Guest post written by Gordmans resident Super-Fan, Scott