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Originally Posted by CroFlames
@CC I thought you would have been the first one in line at the theater at the opening show haha.
That is pretty cool you are going with your old man though. I'm going to the late, late showing tonight, so I should have enough time to squeeze in all the original trilogy after work before I head gleefully to the theater  |
He took me to the first movie at the Palliser (I think downtown) in 1977 with my best friend at the time.
I remember sitting there in the theater eating popcorn and drinking coke (Cause that's all that was available at theaters back then damn it), and being completely blown away, and me and my buddy in the backseat blabbering away incoherently from both the sugar rush and from seeing something truly amazing.
I know my old man loved it because he was a big fan of the Flash Gordon and Buck Rogers featureless growing up, and he probably had a big grin on his face while he was driving home because of the clear fact that he had done something with his 10 year old son that they both loved.
As I've said before. The relationship between me and my dad has been best described as a Rocky journey with severe pot holes thrown in. We never got to see eye to eye until I hit my 30's, and taking him to this movie especially with him in his 80's now and having in his words "Less days in front of him then behind him", just strikes me as a nice way to recaptured both of our younger days when things were a lot simpler, and Dad was 10 feet tall and the master of your universe.
I don't think its a secret, that I love Star Wars, and I especially love the lore behind it. Its not that Star Wars is a new story, its the same story that's been told over and over again since man put ink to paper or even sat around a fire telling tales. But there's just some nuances that are amazing to me that have come out after the films by incredibly creative minds, and that's what makes Star Wars fun.
The action, the swashbuckling adventure, the complex villains and the flawed imperfect heros all in a galaxy beyond reason and imagination.
Part of me, is probably going to try to convince me to go early and then see it again when my old man comes home,, and give him the little white lie that I haven't seen it yet.
But as much as it hurts, I want to share that sense of wonder and amazement that we shared back in a crowded smokey theater with bad popcorn and bad pop in the days before CGI, and 3d and teeth shattering sounds systems.
Even if it kills me, I want that experience.
