I made it through 17, almost 18, years of my life without ever experiencing “Star Wars.” I had never watched a single one. To be honest, I think I could have gone another 17.
Now, before I cause a “Star Wars” fandom riot, I’m not going to tell anyone that they shouldn’t love “Star Wars.” I just don’t. I finally tried and watched the first film, but I still just don’t.
Maybe this is all due to the fact that I watched “Star Wars” from the original trilogy produced in the seventies. This meant I watched a hazy screen with overly tan actors using technological devices that looked like I made them. Either I’m hard to impress, or the science fiction aspect of the film wasn’t too heavily based on science.
I’ve come to the conclusion that a person’s enjoyment of the original “Star Wars” today is heavily based on a tie to the culture of the period of time when the film was released. Unless you first saw the movie near to the release date or became a fan because of a tradition that was passed on to you by the previous generation of your family. Without those direct ties you are left like me, too bored to continue watching “Star Wars.”
I remember an episode of “That 70s Show” that portrayed the original release of “Star Wars” in theaters. I’m pretty sure almost every character was obsessed with the new science fiction cinema experience. Some of them went multiple times to see “Star Wars” in theaters just because they couldn’t contain their amazement. That kind of obsession for a film that grew into a series I think will only come from those with cultural ties to the seventies and eighties and the novelty of this style of science fiction, as much as anyone wants to say the movies are simply “classics.”
Generations from now, I’m sure “Harry Potter” or “The Hunger Games” won’t have the same impact on viewers as they once did.
I also do not have much of a taste for science fiction overall. Especially if the science fiction is action based. Give me fantasy, or give me violence. Action that’s not very graphic does not hold my attention, even if it’s happening in a galaxy “far, far away.”
The scene that caught my interest the most was when Obi-Wan Kenobi explains to Luke what happened to his father. This scene brought a sense of mystery which, as mystery does, intrigued me. My intrigue faded quickly, though, and I was back to being bored.
I did have a favorite character, however, C-3PO! I thoroughly enjoyed the way he talked, the hint of the British accent, and the way he walked. Androids are awesome, I’ll admit. Maybe that could be my motivation in the future for watching any more “Star Wars” … but that will most likely occur in the very distant future.
I know many, many, many other people love and adore “Star Wars,” and will until the day they die. I think that’s great; it just doesn’t excite me. For every fandom they need people like me, otherwise their passion for the series would not be as special. Their passion wouldn’t shine out of the ordinary quite as brightly. So carry on! Enjoy your “Star Wars.” That culture is part of who you are.