My grandmother learned to speak after a lifetime of childhood blues
She teaches, patchworks and refines
Smallest detail is conscious thought
Store of knowledge whose shelves creak invitingly to the next
She is a lifetime of mirth, misery and miracles
Madness undefined, another term for gracious greatness in this world
She is my light sprung from rock particles beaming from past to future
11 June 2005 @ 10:04 pm STAR WARS, EPISODE 3
I waited until Weds night to see It, due to mix-ups, and losses and lack of desire. First, understand that I was a big fan. I was always big into Star Trek but HUGE into Star Wars. As a kid my mom used to braid my hair around my ears and in a large white t-shirt I oft enacted roles from the film as Leia. Playing as Leia led to a childhood realization about racism, I knew I wasn’t white and Carrie Fisher but it seemed the neighborhood kids thought to really inform me one day. That realization subsequently led to a piece I wrote my freshman year of high school that won me an Honorable Mention from Parade Magazine during their annual High School essay contest (How Would The World Be With Love, or some shit). Weird. Anyways, so I liked Star Wars and was most proud. We were the cool fans, the ones that were cult film experts, the ones that saw Lucas as God. I've read every single SW book published before 1999, I called the first three “episodes” the "Holy Trilogy", and covered my walls and doors ALWAYS with Star Wars. In 1999 I walked a beach chair and some blankets down from the dorms so I could sleep in front of the Regent Theater in Westwood, OVERNIGHT just to get tickets for Episode One. Back then only small chunks of tickets were released online, and I wasn't willing to risk it. Spent the night listening to Alice's Restaurant sung by an increasingly crazed homeless man. We were so excited back then, blah, blah loss of innocence, etc.
Episode 2, I'm in line for 8 hours. Met JC for the first time then, didn't remember at first that I'd sat in line with him for like an hour and talked movies and scrambled for swag and etc. Episode 2 ended up shaking my faith to the core, I nearly lost it. My favorite actors, excellent special effects and decent overall plot? WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED? AGAIN? So yeah…I really wasn't looking forward to #3. My eyes watered at the thought; gnashing of teeth and weeping from my seat? Would it be possible to sit thru the whole thing??? YES. Would I recommend it to anyone? Yes. Would I watch it again? Yes. Was it good enough? No. But is anything ever? [walks over to the Dark Side] ::Chuckle:: I must admit it was nice watching the movie while wearing my Goonies t-shirt and Star Wars Episode 1 hat. Eating the delicious Star Wars Dark Side M&M's (dark chocolate and peanuts, mmmhhmm) at the same time? Excellent. The fact that I've finally decided to sellout and get a job in the industry ASAP = Perfect. more on that later…