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The first time I saw Star Wars (aka: A New Hope) at the Charles Theatre in Boston, with my boyfriend at the time. Rob had already seen it twice (or three times). In the next year we saw it another twenty times (Rob had a friend who ran the Coolidge Corner Cinema, and got us in to see it).
So tonight we got to see it with all the Lucas/ILM employees; Lucas had bought out the entire of the Metreon (a 14-theatre movie palace), and used six or seven of the theatres for showings--with free popcorn and soda. That, in and of itself, was really fun--there's a lot of enthusiasm for each other's work, and pretty much everyone there was a fan of the franchise. When "A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away..." came on the screen there was a huge roar... then everyone waited for the fanfare that begins the Star Wars text crawl, and second roar when the horns blared. And (okay, I've got the sales resistance of a bagel) by the end of the text crawl I was anticipatorily weepy.
I am enjoined against giving details, but I liked it a lot. I laughed. I cried (seriously, I cried). It honored the original three movies while creating new story and new characters. Carrie Fisher and Harrison Ford and Mark Hamill slipped right back into those characters (I kept thinking of that line from another Ford vehicle: "It ain't the years, honey, it's the mileage.") I want to see it again. Maybe not 20 times in one year again, but again.
So tonight we got to see it with all the Lucas/ILM employees; Lucas had bought out the entire of the Metreon (a 14-theatre movie palace), and used six or seven of the theatres for showings--with free popcorn and soda. That, in and of itself, was really fun--there's a lot of enthusiasm for each other's work, and pretty much everyone there was a fan of the franchise. When "A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away..." came on the screen there was a huge roar... then everyone waited for the fanfare that begins the Star Wars text crawl, and second roar when the horns blared. And (okay, I've got the sales resistance of a bagel) by the end of the text crawl I was anticipatorily weepy.
I am enjoined against giving details, but I liked it a lot. I laughed. I cried (seriously, I cried). It honored the original three movies while creating new story and new characters. Carrie Fisher and Harrison Ford and Mark Hamill slipped right back into those characters (I kept thinking of that line from another Ford vehicle: "It ain't the years, honey, it's the mileage.") I want to see it again. Maybe not 20 times in one year again, but again.