A small fraction of my comic book collection

When Disney bought Lucas Film, many of my friends were vocally upset. I heard things like, Disney is going to destroy Star Wars, and here comes more Jar Jar Binks, but I tried to remain optimistic. After all, we were going to get a new Star Wars film every year for the rest of our lives. The kid in me was ecstatic, I think most of us were. 5 years and 3 feature films later, how do I feel?

On first watch I enjoyed The Force Awakens. It was fun because it was new, kinda like how I felt when The Phantom Menace came out. I have the digital download but I don’t rewatch it often. Rogue One was a bit different. On first watch I hated the movie. A single line by Vader pulled me from the universe and distracted me from the story. When I went home I thought about what I had just watched, and I realized that most of the things I wanted in a movie as a child, were in Rogue One. I’ve watched it several times since it came out.

It’s been over 5 months since The Last Jedi hit the theaters, and I have no plans to see it. I haven’t even seen a trailer for it. There is a Han Solo movie about to be released in a few weeks and like The Last Jedi, I have no intention of watching it or its trailer. Now you may be thinking, you’re not a true fan of Star Wars, but nothing could be furthar from the truth. I have memorized 6 films, participated in 501st events, attended conventions, collected merchandise galore, written Star Wars themed software and even have Star Wars tattoos. So as someone who clearly loves Star Wars, why do I refuse to see these latest movies?

Dressed up as a stormtrooper with my dad back in 2005

Dressed up as a stormtrooper with my dad back in 2005

I concidered that may partially be due to resentment. The things that I liked when I grew up were suddenly socially acceptable. Sure it stings alittle bit when your special thing becomes less special, but that isn’t it. What was it that drew me in to Star Wars as a kid? Was it the story? Was it the special effects? Maybe it was a little bit of all of that. I’m begining to wonder the thing that drew me in was the “scarcity” of Star Wars.

Star Wars has never been in short supply as long as I have been alive. Especially in high school, the prequel’s were in the process of coming out, and nerds every where rejoiced. Hooray for Jar Jar! Even with 3 new movies, cartoon series, more books and comics, I never felt overwhelmed with Star Wars. After all, I had to wait 3 years between The Phantom Menace and The Attack of the Clones and another 3 years for Revenge of the Sith.

When I was born, the Star Wars trilogy had already come and gone. Not the lame special edition versions, those came out when I was in junior high. By the time I discovered Star Wars, the trilogy was decades old. The copy we had was recorded off TV on VHS, commercials, cuts and all. There was a small hope for new Star Wars prequels, but I had to get my Star Wars fix in different ways. I poured over books, comics and video games from the 80’s and 90’s memorizing the Star Wars expanded universe.

Modern movie marketing and the summer blockbuster were invented by Star Wars. Its marketing has always been huge and in your face, but this seems different. Everywhere I turn, I am bombarded with Star Wars. When one movie is released, there’s a preview for the next one. With no down time between movies, I’m burned out. At this point I refuse to watch any new Star Wars until my nephews are old enough to start watching the films. Maybe then I’ll feel a sense of wonder and awe about a galaxy far far away.