When I was muuuuch younger in '99, Star Wars: Episode 1 was coming out in theaters, and I told my father I never even seen Star Wars. Of course this blew his mind that any kid could come out the womb without knowing about Star Wars, but all I knew that was Darth Vader was totally Luke's father and something about the Force or whatever. So he immediately sat me down with the DVDs and I experienced it relatively fresh, and it just blew my little mind. It was like this whole world of imagination and possibilities opened up in my head. The biggest moment for me was in Return of the Jedi, the Throne Room scenes. Luke was hiding under the stairs, and Darth was trying to flush him out. He mentioned Leia of course, and that caused Luke to fly into a rage and for the maybe the first time in the whole trilogy, actually go on the offense against Darth Vader. It should be a triumph moment here, Jedi badass fighting back against the Sith but the music is anything but. It's full of melancholy and mournful. Luke attacks and attacks and Vader falls down, and the music is still going and you realize this isn't a hero standing up to the bad guy; this is a son beating up his father.
And I cried. It mean, it really just hit me emotionally. And then with that pitch-perfect Vader Redemption scene, where father realizes his mistake and helps his son...I was a fuckin' wreck. Fuck you George Lucas for adding the "NOOOOOOOOOOO" on the Blu-Ray. I hate to be anal about Star Wars, but he's effectively changing my memories of the film, and I can't support that with my money. But that movie lives on in my head(and on YouTube!), and it made me want to seek out more cinema.
