Lucas show Star War in France first?
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by Chacal » Thu May 19, 2005 12:43 am
I saw this picture in the book at the bookstore in 1977. I bought the book (still have it) and just HAD to see the movie.
Chacal
[SIZE="1"][color="LightBlue"]Reporter: "Mr Gandhi, what do you think of western civilization?"
Gandhi: "I think it would be a great idea."[/color][/SIZE]
[SIZE="1"][color="LightBlue"]Reporter: "Mr Gandhi, what do you think of western civilization?"
Gandhi: "I think it would be a great idea."[/color][/SIZE]
by King » Thu May 19, 2005 1:15 am
He could be in some serious trouble if I ever figure out exactly what the f*** it means to 'pick a bone' with someone
All i could think about was Han Solo yelling, "LOOK OUT, HE'S LOOSE!"
(blaster fire)
"Whats the Situation?" "Two blokes and a fuckload of cutlery!"
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by cavalierlwt » Thu May 19, 2005 2:44 am
My fond memory of seeing Star Wars for the first time.
This one kid in my neighborhood saw it on opening night in our town, before I managed to see any of the hype surrounding it as TV viewing was limited in my house.
This kid outlined the basic plot (to a rapt audience) of the movie, drawing little figures in the dirt to show what the robots looked like. He got most of the names wrong; I'll never forget how he referred to the bad guy as "Dark Invader"
I wanted to see that movie so goddamn bad, it consumed my little 8 year old soul. Unfortunately my dad would never take us to movies for anything that a kid would actually want to see, in fact the only movie I remember him taking us to see was 'Rocky'. Years later I would enjoy this movie, but at seven years old, I was ready to chew my friggin arm off with boredom. So things weren't looking good little Cavalierlwt. All my fellow classmates saw it two, three, four times. They ran around re-enacting scenes from it. I hate them still.
I would carry around this little scrap of paper, torn from a page of Time magazine featuring a story about "Star Wars". While my teacher stood up in front of the class and delivered lessons that probably would have made my life richer and more rewarding, I would be looking at the little page of pictures showing scenes from Star Wars. I would shake the little page around and squint my eyes: the little figures in the pictures almost appeared to move.
So here I was, 8 years old and already having some of the most pathetic moments of my life. At that point Star Wars had been out for about a year or two, in my estimation. In actuality, it had been out for about three weeks (I was not the good judge of time that you now know as Cavalierlwt)
Then, the gods finally granted me a break!
I came home from school to find my dad was pretty drunk, well on his way to being officially shit faced, and at 4:00PM no less! By suppertime, he was thoroughly drunk off his ass. I saw my chance and begged him to take us to see Star Wars, but got no solid reply, just a contemplative grunt. Then, like magic, the evening news came on, and the lead story was 'Star War Mania' hits New England. Somehow the pleasant summer afternoon, the cheap beer, and that alluring news story worked some magic on my old man's pickled brain. All at once he yelled to my mother, "Carol, get the kids ready, we're going to the movies!" My mother looked worried, but thankfully America in the 70s wasn't too concerned with drunk driving, and she didn't open her mouth to ruin my good fortune.
We weaved our way down to local drive in theater (Yep, they still had them back then!) and I finally, after 2-3 years of waiting (actually three weeks), I got to see Star Wars.
It was the greatest thing ever, better than any movie or cartoon I had ever seen. It was like getting religion, my mind was just so opened by that movie.
A movie about some bored kid who gets scooped up from his boring life, whisked away on an adventure, flying around shooting stuff, using that lightsaber....Oh man, sign me up! I was really in heaven, I didn't want it to end. Amazingly, my dad remained conscious through the whole movie--he probably ran out of beer. At the end, he turned to me with a very annoyed look on his face and said, "That movie was bullshit. There's no people in space flying around and fighting!" Ever the dreamer, my dad.
But at that point, I was a happy and satisfied little Cavalierlwt, having finally seen this little slice of heaven called Star Wars.
The (happy) End.
This one kid in my neighborhood saw it on opening night in our town, before I managed to see any of the hype surrounding it as TV viewing was limited in my house.
This kid outlined the basic plot (to a rapt audience) of the movie, drawing little figures in the dirt to show what the robots looked like. He got most of the names wrong; I'll never forget how he referred to the bad guy as "Dark Invader"
I wanted to see that movie so goddamn bad, it consumed my little 8 year old soul. Unfortunately my dad would never take us to movies for anything that a kid would actually want to see, in fact the only movie I remember him taking us to see was 'Rocky'. Years later I would enjoy this movie, but at seven years old, I was ready to chew my friggin arm off with boredom. So things weren't looking good little Cavalierlwt. All my fellow classmates saw it two, three, four times. They ran around re-enacting scenes from it. I hate them still.
I would carry around this little scrap of paper, torn from a page of Time magazine featuring a story about "Star Wars". While my teacher stood up in front of the class and delivered lessons that probably would have made my life richer and more rewarding, I would be looking at the little page of pictures showing scenes from Star Wars. I would shake the little page around and squint my eyes: the little figures in the pictures almost appeared to move.
So here I was, 8 years old and already having some of the most pathetic moments of my life. At that point Star Wars had been out for about a year or two, in my estimation. In actuality, it had been out for about three weeks (I was not the good judge of time that you now know as Cavalierlwt)
Then, the gods finally granted me a break!
I came home from school to find my dad was pretty drunk, well on his way to being officially shit faced, and at 4:00PM no less! By suppertime, he was thoroughly drunk off his ass. I saw my chance and begged him to take us to see Star Wars, but got no solid reply, just a contemplative grunt. Then, like magic, the evening news came on, and the lead story was 'Star War Mania' hits New England. Somehow the pleasant summer afternoon, the cheap beer, and that alluring news story worked some magic on my old man's pickled brain. All at once he yelled to my mother, "Carol, get the kids ready, we're going to the movies!" My mother looked worried, but thankfully America in the 70s wasn't too concerned with drunk driving, and she didn't open her mouth to ruin my good fortune.
We weaved our way down to local drive in theater (Yep, they still had them back then!) and I finally, after 2-3 years of waiting (actually three weeks), I got to see Star Wars.
It was the greatest thing ever, better than any movie or cartoon I had ever seen. It was like getting religion, my mind was just so opened by that movie.
A movie about some bored kid who gets scooped up from his boring life, whisked away on an adventure, flying around shooting stuff, using that lightsaber....Oh man, sign me up! I was really in heaven, I didn't want it to end. Amazingly, my dad remained conscious through the whole movie--he probably ran out of beer. At the end, he turned to me with a very annoyed look on his face and said, "That movie was bullshit. There's no people in space flying around and fighting!" Ever the dreamer, my dad.
But at that point, I was a happy and satisfied little Cavalierlwt, having finally seen this little slice of heaven called Star Wars.
The (happy) End.
Failing to plead
with a throat full of dust
Life falls asleep
in a fetal position.
with a throat full of dust
Life falls asleep
in a fetal position.
by =ender= » Thu May 19, 2005 3:08 am
It's about 4 am EST and I just got back from seeing Episode III (12:01 AM showing) a little bit ago and let me tell you:
GO SEE IT
Even if you're only "sort of a fan" you need to see this. All the questions I've ever heard anyone ask about the movies that weren't answered in Episodes I or II are definitely answered in Episode III.
Can't say anymore without ruining it for those that don't know much about it. Just... GO SEE IT! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!
GO SEE IT
Even if you're only "sort of a fan" you need to see this. All the questions I've ever heard anyone ask about the movies that weren't answered in Episodes I or II are definitely answered in Episode III.
Can't say anymore without ruining it for those that don't know much about it. Just... GO SEE IT! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!
Move as a team, never move alone. Welcome to the Terrordome!
by =ender= » Thu May 19, 2005 9:46 am
I won't spoil anything about this movie to anyone... BUT... do yourself a favor. Before the media outlets start to reveal too much about the movie (newspaper articles, magazines, tv show specials, Entertainment Tonight, cereal box specials, etc), go see it. Don't listen to anyone and just go asap. Something this big will be hard to avoid if you wait too long. Any question that has been leftover and not tied up with Episodes I and II are answered and I'm afraid too many people out there are going to spoil it for the others.Move as a team, never move alone. Welcome to the Terrordome!
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by cavalierlwt » Thu May 19, 2005 12:39 pm
Originally posted by flapjack
My dad took me to see the movie after he saw on opening night. I was 7 years old living in Spring, Texas. I've been practicing the Chewbacca roar ever since.
The was nothing really like it, was there? I really miss the feeling I got seeing it back then. It's hard for younger people to realize how different and unique Star Wars was compared to other movies. Nowadays, there's millions of special effects laden movies, they really have their pick. I'm really feeling the nostalgia! I think I am going to try to see the new one tomorrow morning, I hope it lives up to the hype.
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