George Lucas Made A Movie

This blog is pretty much a testament to my inner dork. I don't think I'm ever going to have prove my geek bona fides to anyone who has spent ten minutes trolling the archives. And I'm okay with that, as I've embraced my inner geek. So forgive me, my fellow dorks, when I say this:

Star Wars is turning 30 and I don't care.

Sorry.

I've never really understood the big Star Wars fetish everyone seems to have. I mean, I had the action figures as a kid (my dad apparently camped out to get us the Death Star). And I've seen all the movies, even the prequels, which were painfully bad. The movies are fun and I like them and all, but I just don't buy into the mythology around the movie. It's just never been that big of a deal. And by the way, the dialogue in those movies is painfully bad. George Lucas should not be allowed to write dialogue. Ever.

I think the problem is that Star Wars geekiness is somehow more socially acceptable. Trekkies know they are dorks, so they kind of keep to themselves. Once you start getting to the Sci Fi fringe, like Doctor Who fans (yes, I know they are called Whovians... I told you, I'm a dork), they are even less obtrusive. But Star Wars fans expect the rest of us to care. They expect the rest of us to be just as obsessive over all of this crap. Hey, it was a nice movie, but I just don't have anything emotionally invested in Boba Fett.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to watch some Battlestar Gallactica.