I’m not over reacting, and I’ll explain to you in detail why myself and millions of other devoted fans are completely justified in our aggravation, rage, and general confoundedness. (warning, may contain LOTS of grammar errors)
I’ll use the metaphor of a house.
Say you see an open house sign one day while you’re driving around and you think, “Well what the heck, lets go take a look!” and you walk through house and you like it a decent bit and it was just a fun trip. You saw all kinds of cool stuff that you think you might like in a house of your own one day.
Then you go back. You’re back in the house again, and you aren’t even sure why. Of course you thought it was a nice house, but there’s something more there. In your head you’re putting together the pieces that will eventually spell, “this is where I belong.”
This will be your house. Your home. The place where you feel safe, accepted, and generally ok about the world. You didnt design this house, it technically isnt yours, but you’ve seen it and you like it and you can absolutely live there!
So you move in and you start paying rent. Now you’re walking around the house every day, and you’re noticing every single detail of it. You star noticing some things you dont like, and the things you really liked stand out even more. This house is growing on you. You cant REALLY change the layout of the house, but you brain storm about fun stuff you could do, you write up plans and you smile at the idea of them actually being true, while at the same time you go to bed feeling good because you know that it’s the same old house you love.
Then one day a man shows up. This is the man who designed the house. You never really saw him much in the last few years. You would pay your rent and you would smile and thank him for having such a great place. But suddenly he feels the need to make a few changes. You know that stove in the kitchen? The one that’s kind of evil that you have to manipulate the dials just right in order for it to work? You tell yourself that stove is evil every day, and were it alive, it would probably hire a bounty hunter to take you down, but at the end of the day, it’s a part of your house and you really like it. It doesnt look perfect, but it’s there and it fits with everything else in the house.
Well this MAN, he feels the need to put in a stupid fucking giant CGI version of a brand new fucking stove that looks completely out of fucking place. You’re mad! How dare he! There was nothing wrong with the other stove, not really, and we certainly dont need this unnatural looking piece of shit in the kitchen. But you let it go, because you love the house. Then, this man gets the idea that he wants to change the blinds in the house. He wants to put a new sofa in. Not all at once, but gradually. Then bit by bit, before you know it, this isnt even the same house you fell in love with, all the details are changed and skewed and covered up.
The old faded colors you liked so much are bursting bright and they hurt your eyes. The really cool television with the antennas is now a massive flat screen with speakers that scream about a new and hectic aesthetic that didnt exist when the house was originally built.
This is why we, the fans, are outraged. Star Wars was our fucking house. We didnt own it, but we lived in it. We loved it. This was our place, our movie, our culture, and we’re mad at the constant changes, because one day were gonna throw in a green ray disc or whatever the fuck technology is out, and it’s not even going to be the same movie that united us in the beginning. Instead it will be a gaudy and bloated reflection of it’s former glory, shoe horned into a modern age that is both foreign and unsuited for it.
Star Wars will always be puppet jabba, non blinking ewoks, and huge fucking gaps in the rocks where R2-D2 is hiding.
May the force be with all the Jedi.
K’oyacyi! to the children of Mandalore.
May the Sith follow all emotions of their hearts.
Keep the Original Trilogies alive.
To all my sisters and brothers who throw themselves under the flag waving masses of Star Wars faithful, pass this on.
“When you’re young, you look at television and think - There’s a conspiracy. The networks have conspired to dumb us down. But when you get a little older, you realize that’s not true. The networks are in business to give people exactly what they want. That’s a far more depressing thought.”—Steve Jobs (via sirmitchell)