The New Star Wars and My Time Machine
“I remember taking my dad’s dual cassette player, black and white 10-inch diagonal TV, an old typewriter, and Atari joysticks (anything I could find around the house or in the garage that was “electronic” looking or functional) and using them to construct X-wings and Millennium Falcon cockpits to virtually sit in and pretend I was soaring through the galaxy.”
At least five new films, countless books and comics, video games and of course, merchandise, merchandise, merchandise!
Has there ever been a better time to be a Star Wars fan? If there was, it’s being challenged now. I’ve been a fan since the early 1980s, when as a youngling I saw Empire first, then A New Hope, and eventually saw Jedi in the theater. I’ve been hooked ever since.
But while my Star Wars fandom is swelling up inside me and I have countdowns on my phone, computer, and even this blog’s main page for dates such as September 4th and December 18th, I’ve managed to take a step back and realized what this means to my kids.
I was blessed with a pink one and a blue one, as I like to say. My daughter is 13 and my son is 10. They grew up with the Star Wars Universe by default because of my love and involvement, but they’ve never seen a Star Wars film in the theater and definitely have not experienced the ground swell of excitement currently brewing for the franchise.
I am extremely excited for what the rebooting of the Star Wars Universe will mean to them because I remember what it meant to me.
Think back to when you first saw one of the films in the theater and how it made you feel. How many times did you go back? Is that all you talked about at school the next day like me — and at recess for the next few years? Did you build elaborate costumes and find sticks and poles to use as lightsabers like I did? Build forts out of tables and blankets and pretend to battle the forces of evil in makeshift ships?
I remember taking my dad’s dual cassette player, black and white 10-inch diagonal TV, an old typewriter, and Atari joysticks (anything I could find around the house or in the garage that was “electronic” looking or functional) and using them to construct X-wings and Millennium Falcon cockpits to virtually sit in and pretend I was soaring through the galaxy.
My friends and I took turns being Luke, Han, Chewie, and Lando. My sister was Leia. We escaped Jabba’s palace, faced Darth Vader, and blew up Death Stars every weekend!
Now, it’s my kids’ turn.
Half of my excitement will be seeing The Force Awakens midnight showing for myself. The other half is to see my kids’ reaction to the line of people, the costumes, and the cheers in the theater. They will have a new group of heroes to grow up with and adore as the sequel trilogy unfolds – Rey, Finn, and Poe. New villains to love to hate like Kylo Ren and the First Order.
They’ll want to get into the comics and novels and watch the TV shows and subsequent films, all with great anticipation and enjoyment. Just like me.
All that we’ve witnessed over the past year and all we’ve experienced with the teaser releases, Star Wars Celebration, Star Wars Rebels and The Clone Wars unfinished episodes, I feel like I’m in a time machine watching myself grow deeper in the Force and in my enjoyment and love for the Star Wars Universe. Only now I’m watching the next generation do it.
It’s a Star Wars Legacy, only it’s not the Skywalker family – it’s the Lindberg family.
This is where the fun begins.
May the Force be with you.