star wars guide to prequels

From here on Defective Yeti:

And then, as if you aren’t already trying to figure out a way to go back in time and kill Lucas’s great-grandfather, we get “midichlorians” sprung-on us, the ridiculous “mastery of the force has a biological component” claptrap that is second only to “Greedo shot first” in the litany of Wrongeheaded Star Wars Revisionism.

Brilliant, brilliant, brilliant. Don’t you just love it when you find something that perfectly articulates what you ardently believe? Yeah, me too.

For the record, I don’t own the prequels, and I don’t think I ever will. I only just recently bought the originals on DVD, when they finally released the real editions. I am, perhaps, a bit of a purist.

If you scroll down (way down) to the last section of this review, you’ll get some of Mr. Card’s take on the prequels:

The Star Wars saga seems to have been the dream of George Lucas’s childhood. In his mind’s eye he saw great starfleets in battle, mighty armies sweeping their enemies before them, ruthless politicians outmaneuvering each other, and in the midst of all, the powerful Jedi knights, each one the match for an army, wielding the power that lies hidden within the fabric of all life in the universe.

Lucas saw one child, born in an obscure corner of the universe, but touched with power and shaped by destiny. He did not know who fathered him, but he was adopted by the Jedi and trained to be the mightiest of them all. Alas, he turned to the dark side of the force and became the tool of pure evil; but a son and daughter conceived when he was still within the circle of the Jedi would grow up to defeat his master and liberate him from the darkness that had swallowed up the goodness that was always innate within him.

It was an epic of breathtaking scope and George Lucas could not forget it. […] He wanted to make his epic dream come to life on the screen, in all its majesty and power — and humor, and love, and heroism, and sacrifice … He labored over the special effects to make it all seem real, and he succeeded. The dream of his childhood was there on the screen.

Too bad his inner child never learned how to write.

Amen.

Advertisements

Comments are closed.