I was pretty fascinated by how passionately and obnoxiously harsh these fans were with some of their analogies and explanations for how George Lucas defiled their childhood. Like, wow, I too would have sold Star Wars to walk away from it all.
I’m familiar with the general consensus surrounding cringey, rage-filled Star Wars fans. But to be presented with a compilation of fans throughout the prequel era letting loose at Lucas like Italians at Mussolini’s public execution brings so much more context as to what exactly people despised about Star Wars fans.
Aside from some of the more ranty portions of the documentary, I appreciated how it highlighted the beauty in the Star Wars fandom. The fan films, the costumes, the fan-fictions, the die-hard collectors, the late-night theatre goers, the parents showing their children Star Wars for the first time… it was a very heartwarming thing to see.
It made me understand Star Wars fans’ frustration to a degree. I understand that watching a franchise with huge potential be set on a path that was at times disagreeable and irreversible to be a heart-wrenching experience, especially when you love it like your own child. But it’s no excuse to personally attack the director, and that’s not a hot take at all.
I’m not the biggest fan of the prequels, and I wouldn’t exactly curse the director to the degree the fans in this documentary went to. But maybe I’m just speaking from a luxurious standpoint that disallows me to properly feel the immense amount of disappointment those fans may have felt after waiting 16 years for a highly anticipated saga.
One of the more agreeable portions of the documentary is George’s resistance to embracing the originality of his very first Star Wars films. I believe art can be changed, improved, or even hated. But, to strip it from being appreciated by the audience who loves it solely for a selfish purpose of not thinking it’s your best work is, I believe, to be somewhat irresponsible to the people who gave you an audience to begin with.
To choose to properly preserve an updated version you are proud of while openly ignoring the fans of an unproblematic, historical, charming piece of historical cinema is not something I can stand on George’s side with.
Fortunately, the documentary ends on a good note. It acknowledges that Star Wars fans, while still not far from their emotionally-charged identity that they have been closely associated with, have embraced some semblance of positivity for the future (at least in regards to Lucas and his films).
But, I think the new animosity towards Kathleen Kennedy and the recent revival of love for Lucas can be summed up by one very simple quote from Michael Scott:
“Sometimes what brings the kids together is hating the lunch lady.”
George Lucas, you are amazing, but please understand that a select number of criticisms do have their merits, even though the people expressing them may have the look and the characteristics of the most stereotypical basement-dweller crybaby nerd that a stand-up comedian can come up with.
“George Lucas may be the brainchild behind Star Wars; he may have come up with the story and a lot of the characters, but everyone who participated in making those films had some type of creative input.”
I was pretty fascinated by how passionately and obnoxiously harsh these fans were with some of their analogies and explanations for how George Lucas defiled their childhood. Like, wow, I too would have sold Star Wars to walk away from it all.
I’m familiar with the general consensus surrounding cringey, rage-filled Star Wars fans. But to be presented with a compilation of fans throughout the prequel era letting loose at Lucas like Italians at Mussolini’s public execution brings so much more context as to what exactly people despised about Star Wars fans.
Aside from some of the more ranty portions of the documentary, I appreciated how it highlighted the beauty in the Star Wars fandom. The fan films, the costumes, the fan-fictions, the die-hard collectors, the late-night theatre goers, the parents showing their children Star Wars for the first time… it was a very heartwarming thing to see.
It made me understand Star Wars fans’ frustration to a degree. I understand that watching a franchise with huge potential be set on a path that was at times disagreeable and irreversible to be a heart-wrenching experience, especially when you love it like your own child. But it’s no excuse to personally attack the director, and that’s not a hot take at all.
I’m not the biggest fan of the prequels, and I wouldn’t exactly curse the director to the degree the fans in this documentary went to. But maybe I’m just speaking from a luxurious standpoint that disallows me to properly feel the immense amount of disappointment those fans may have felt after waiting 16 years for a highly anticipated saga.
One of the more agreeable portions of the documentary is George’s resistance to embracing the originality of his very first Star Wars films. I believe art can be changed, improved, or even hated. But, to strip it from being appreciated by the audience who loves it solely for a selfish purpose of not thinking it’s your best work is, I believe, to be somewhat irresponsible to the people who gave you an audience to begin with.
To choose to properly preserve an updated version you are proud of while openly ignoring the fans of an unproblematic, historical, charming piece of historical cinema is not something I can stand on George’s side with.
Fortunately, the documentary ends on a good note. It acknowledges that Star Wars fans, while still not far from their emotionally-charged identity that they have been closely associated with, have embraced some semblance of positivity for the future (at least in regards to Lucas and his films).
But, I think the new animosity towards Kathleen Kennedy and the recent revival of love for Lucas can be summed up by one very simple quote from Michael Scott:
“Sometimes what brings the kids together is hating the lunch lady.”
George Lucas, you are amazing, but please understand that a select number of criticisms do have their merits, even though the people expressing them may have the look and the characteristics of the most stereotypical basement-dweller crybaby nerd that a stand-up comedian can come up with.
“George Lucas may be the brainchild behind Star Wars; he may have come up with the story and a lot of the characters, but everyone who participated in making those films had some type of creative input.”