In 1977 when the first Star Wars movie was released (The New Hope, Episode 4), I was a college student in upstate New York. It was a story of good triumphing over evil, heroic deeds and hope and I LOVED it. I took myself to the movie theater to watch that movie several times, no small feat for a poor college student even at drastically reduced student rates. I see clearly now that it filled a hole of some sort in my young adulthood. I cheered and cried and was filled with courage every time I watched it. It marked my passage into adulthood.
I have watched each of the following episodes but none with the same passion as that first one. I watched some of the spin offs, mostly with “eh” conclusions. I introduced them to my children. My son really enjoys them, even today we watch them over again together.
Recently, of course, the “final” episode was released and off we went to see it at the IMAX with Joey one rainy afternoon. The IMAX experience, surround sound, seat bumping theatrics certainly added to the experience but I found myself cheering and teary eyed and remembering what it felt like to be 21 years old again. It was another story of good triumphing over evil, heroic deeds and hope. I LOVED it and will plan to see it again with my son. I immediately recognized that the Star Wars franchise has ushered me through adulthood. We are now retired and getting senior discounts and the franchise’s last episode is on the big screen.
Maybe you have something similar in your life that marks beginnings, endings or new phases. If so, I’d love to hear about it. May the force be with you. (You knew that was coming, right?)