I’ve been catching up on the Star Wars movies… in preparation for the next sequence… the sequel’s. I never have been a fan, but my son-in-law is, and since I have to pass the time somehow, that doesn’t use alot of energy….
I don’t know what’s more embarrassing,
the neanderthal Han Solo’s (Star Wars) from the 70’s,
or the metro-sexual’s of today.
I wonder if this generation will look back with embarrassment too.
It’s startling to see how much I didn’t understand all the meaning, and the implications behind these movies the first time I saw them.