No More Beautiful, Beautiful Star Wars
For the rest of your life.
The case is closed, the diagnosis is in, Star Wars died of a self-inflicted wound.
First, Lucas release three movies that weren’t really movies in the way that we’ve come to understand them. They had all the fluidity of the silent area, all the natural feel of a…
Ah, fuck it.
There is no Star Wars any more.
Only memes now.