Weekend self-care open thread—Feel eight years old again

Weekend self-care open thread—Feel eight years old again

I have a confession to make: I didn’t watch the original Star Wars in the theater.

I was, yes, eight, and I was afraid it would be too scary.

Then my brother took me to watch The Empire Strikes Back. Oh my god. I was into fantasy and science fiction by then, and the movie hit all the mythic chords which reside in us as human beings from one thousand generations of culture.

Ever since, I’ve watched every entry in the saga—even the execrable Attack of the Clones.

Many people who consider themselves “true” fans have had nothing but opprobrium for the JJ Abrams-helmed third trilogy. They are, of course, wrong. What they don’t like is that this final trilogy doesn’t center white male heroes, but shows the universe—a galaxy long ago, and far, far away—in all its diversity and glory. This is a trilogy for our times, and it’s been magnificent.

And, on Friday, what we’ve been waiting for happened: Episode IX’s trailer dropped, and we learned the film’s title: The Rise of Skywalker.

I had a conversation with a fellow geek at work. And I pointed out that the trilogies seem to have independent themes. Episodes IV-VI were about the Light Side of the Force. Episodes I-III were about the Dark Side. Thesis, antithesis. This final trilogy is the synthesis.

But enough deconstruction. I welcome you to be eight years old again.

Take care of yourselves and others. And may the Force ever be with you.



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