I just watched the Red Letter Media review of the The Phantom Menace for probably the third time. It dawned on me that i never want to partake in anything star wars ever again. Star Wars had been such a huge part of my life for… well, my entire life but tonight, something snapped. There is no love left for it, 3 months ago I attempted to watch the Original Trilogy and thats when I could tell that something was wrong, I fell asleep watching Empire, and just plain ran out of steam on Jedi. This is in no way the fault of those three classics(exept maybe jedi). But ever since then my love has been on a steady decline. 

The Stormtrooper/Vader-ization of everything has just gotten out of control. And with this 3D release of The Phantom Menace I can only see things getting worse. It drives me crazy to know that I live in a world of people that can justify giving George Lucas more money. Even if you are watching it to be ironic, you are still lining his pockets with fresh french fries and gravy to feed his starving artists multiple chins. 

It’s far too easy to hate on Lucas. I can’t blame him, I guess I only have myself to blame for finally letting the mediocrity of the Prequels tarnish the sparkling image of the Original Trilogy. I can’t describe the feeling I get see clips of the Original Trilogy, it’s like seeing pictures of your mom when she was a teenager, having fun and laughing before you found out that Charles Manson raped her full of Cancer. It brings sadness to my heart thinking of The Originals as they were before we as a collective culture took everything about them and pasteurized them to some point beyond recognization.

I’d love to rekindle those fond memories again, but who knows how long that will be.