I’m certainly not the first person to reflect on the fact that 30 years after the fateful day of May 25, 1977, Star Wars is still a cultural force to be reckoned with. I won’t bore you with the same reflections and nostalgic waxings that other sites are undoubtedly wallowing in…instead I’m going to note that if one of my friends hadn’t have made a comment on this site, I probably wouldn’t have thought to write anything at all about the goings on a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.
And that’s the real story, at least for me. Time was when Star Wars was an all-consuming passion for me, second only to Doctor Who in my nerdy heart. Part of the reason I got into television (and many many others got into film) was the Holy Trilogy.
But it would appear age and maturity has caught up with me After a trio of dismal prequels (well, Sith wasn’t too bad, but…) and a shifting in priorities, I’m no longer the Star Wars maniac I once was. I still enjoy the films, but they aren’t the all-consuming obsession they once were. And I don’t think I’m alone. I’ve heard many people my age say that once they stepped out of the theatre after Revenge of the Sith, they felt like they’d finally left their childhood behind.
So, happy birthday, Star Wars…but now on to new and better things.