Why George... Why?

Dear George Lucas:

First you went as far as to have Greedo shoot first. Not cool.

Then you destroyed your core fanbase's hopes for three ultra-kickin' new chapters of the best sci-fi movie series ever by including a talking amphibian that makes flatulence jokes.

You went on to make the most overly-gaudy, CGI-heavy movie with Attack of the Clowns....

Developed some of the worst dialogue I've ever heard in the Revenge of the Sith. "Hold me, like you did by the lake on Naboo; so long ago when there was nothing but our love. No politics, no plotting, no war." C'mon, man.... Yuck.

Oh, I see.... you couldn't leave well enough alone. You had to go and make an animated movie. Of the Clone Wars? Again.. C'mon, dude....

At least if you were going to make an animated movie, set it between Sith and A New Hope so that Vader could be in it.

You suck George. You couldn't leave the ships dingy, dirty, and battle-scarred. You had to give them a CGI sheen. You wouldn't work with someone elses' novelization of what proved to be an awesome triology in "Heir to the Empire" and turn those into movies...

You had to turn Indiana Jones into a story about aliens. Finding Atlantis just wasn't good enough, huh?

Instead you decide to give us more garbage.

The Clone Wars --- as a computer animated movie? We put so much faith in your storytelling and your ability to fascinate us with space battles on a limited budget. Now you go and do this?

Well, I'm through with your garbage. As much of a mark as you made on my generation's fascination with sci-fi and my childhood toy collection, I will never undertand why you did this to us.

Why George, why?

Sincerely,

Disgusted in South Carolina

How Do You Make A Wookie Dance?

Being a big-time Star Wars junkie and fan of 80s music, I just had to repost this.



I stumbled across the Dance Off With the Star Wars Stars 2008 video this morning on The Comedy Feed, and laughed so hard the guys in the next office came over and asked what was going on. So I showed them the video. I'm still laughing.

Both this year's and last year's competition are on YouTube. Here's the 2007 contest for your viewing enjoyment.

Happy (Belated) Birthday Star Wars!

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...

(Bah bom, bom, ba dada, dom dom, ba dada dom, dom, dada da dom)

May 25, 1977 - A day that will live in cinematic history. The day that a rag-tag group of freedom fighters struck back at the evil Galactic Empire and changed the tides of science fiction history forever (along with the dreams of virtually every American male). Forget Farah Fawcett, Carrie Fisher was the newest babe whose posters were hung up across America. Han Solo became what Steve Miller had claimed to be -- a space cowboy and a gangster of love. Luke Skywalker (as dorky as he was) became the man who fired the shot, the proverbial death knell, which ultimately put the Empire out of business. C3PO was the first robot that people just wanted to smack. R2D2 became everyone's idea of the perfect robotic sidekick. And Chewbacca -- well, what can you say about a 7-foot-tall crossbow carrying, bandolier wearing mix between a gorilla and a dog - he was just bad-ass.

A few weeks prior, I had just turned three, so I vaguely remember watching Episode IV: A New Hope in the theater. But it was enough to wow me for life.

Star Wars became my favorite thing to watch, talk about, collect, and immerse myself into. It still is. Over time, I collected most of the toys (which, even though worse for wear, are packed away in my parents' attic). I've bought all of the multiple formats and versions of the original triology. I bought up most of the re-issued toys back in the 90s. I've bought and read most of the books. My wife calls it clutter - I call it treasure.

I can quote the original trilogy almost in its entirety, from beginning to end.

Plain and simple, I love Star Wars. And although I'm not very fond of the new trilogy (Jar Jar in particular), I will always have a fascination for the Star Wars mythology. Star Wars is responsible for my love of Science Fiction. It's probably responsible for my fascination with space exploration as a whole.

On May 24, 1977, I don't think the cinematic world had a clue what was about to happen or what it was in for.

May the force be with you!