Wow, that title is an impeccable example of whorish clickbait, isn’t it? Add only a number, and the words “that will blow your mind,” and it’s downright Buzzfeed worthy. So before I take an ouroboros adventure up my own ass, let me put this on record:
I love “Star Wars.”
I loved “Star wars” before I ever saw “Star Wars,”
with fond adolescent memories of collapsible plastic lightsaber duels that left
welts for days. And by adolescent, of course I mean from the age of five, to
two weeks ago.
I view bitching about midi-chlorians as a respectable
vocation, and “Knights of the Old Republic” ushered me into the tar-pit that is
western RPG gaming, a pastime that is far-and-away the most time-exhaustive
leisure activity of my life, with the second being sleeping.
And now that we’re all good and sad about my aversion
to standing, let’s get into the nitty-gritty of why I think the original
trilogy is a Rancor of an overhyped beast, an opinion that brings me no self-gratification.
Yet it won’t go away.
First, I’d like to change my previous statement from
“I loved ‘Star wars’ before I ever saw it” to “I saw ‘Star Wars’ before I ever saw it.” According to IMDB, “A
New Hope” is the most referenced film of all time, so it’s no wonder why essentially
every scene was spoiled for me by the time I got around to putting those
botched Special Editions into our family’s lone VCR. I remember the “Luke, I am
your father” twist being spoiled during “Toy Story 2,” Mel Brooks’s “Space
Balls” lampooned away most of the other mysteries, and everything else about
the film I inferred from dialogue in Kevin Smith movies and episodes of “South
Park” (my parents weren’t the most attentive).
It was inescapable. “Star Wars” was like air, lingering
in every conceivable corner of pop-culture.
Forget about the series’ uber fanaticism (although
I’ll get to that later), this is the apex film franchise of two entire
generations, perhaps only recently usurped by “Harry Potter” and the Marvel
Cinematic Universe.
It’s too massive of a pop-culture cornerstone to not be overrated. At some point, you
have to look at all of the countless toys, shirts, and assorted baubles and
trinkets plastered with Darth Vader’s mug shot and ask yourself, is any strip
of celluloid worthy of a $30 billion empire?
And the fact that Lucasfilm was swallowed by Disney
doesn’t help either. That company has approved business practices so evil
they’d turn Lex Luther’s pubes grey.
This blizzard of merchandising means that “Star Wars”
no longer belongs to any single niche group. And at this point, the real
weirdos are those who don’t consider themselves fans of the franchise.
“When I meet people my age, men especially, less so
women, there’s this sense we share that those movies shaped our childhoods,”
said Stephen Rust, an English and film instructor at the University of Oregon.
“For some reason, things like comics, and “Star Trek,” and even “Harry Potter”
have been viewed slightly more in terms of nerd-culture. While you can admit to
being a “Star Wars” fan without falling into any nerd-grouping.”
“Star Wars” has an accessibility that is unmatched by
any of its nerd-culture contemporaries, stemming from the elegance and simplicity
of its narrative. So many elements of the original trilogy are timeless,
drawing on ancient mythological storytelling as way to create something enjoyable
regardless of age or upbringing.
And there lies the problem
“Star Wars” is nowhere near the be-all and end-all of
filmmaking; it’s the foundation on which understanding of storytelling can be
built.
And yet still, the American Film Institute lists “A
New Hope” at #13 on their 100 greatest American films ever made, surpassing
such arty darlings as Stanley Kubrick’s “2001 A Space Odyssey” (at 15) and F.W.
Murnau’s “Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans” (at an astonishingly low 82).
I know it’s futile to complain about the order of a
movie list. AFI has created it with the help of 1,500 film experts, all who are
far more knowledgeable than myself, but there seems to be a disconnect here.
“Star Wars” is the rudiments that should lead to more complex work, and I feel
like I just watched “Chopsticks” edge out “The Rite of Spring.”
But really, the AFI list is an anomaly, as the
scholarly perception of “Star Wars” has always placed somewhere between
mindless entertainment, and the impetus for the decline of films-as-art. Contrarian
critic Pauline Kael dismissed it entirely, describing its absence of beauty and
lyricism (whatever the hell that means), while film historians cite the trilogy
as the birth of popcorn intensive summer blockbusters.
If cynical cinephiles
ruled the world, the release of “Star Wars” would be remembered as an
historical event akin to the assassination of Franz Ferdinand. Worse in fact,
because at least that led to “Take Me Out.” Until recently, the most recognizable
canonical aspect of the “Star Wars” legacy was a Jamaican CGI comic relief
character.
So when I write “’Star Wars’ is overrated” I’m
speaking strictly on a blue collar level. About the accumulation of love over filmmaking
history, and when comparing quality against cultural impact, the original
trilogy is almost inarguably overrated.
But that isn’t necessarily a bad thing. The saving
grace of its overexposure actually comes from those fanatics I mentioned
earlier, devoting years of their lives to creating fan-fiction, costumes, and
other creative works in devotion to the series.
When considering the expanded universe, with its
volumes upon volumes of story arcs encapsulating thousands of years of
fictional history, it isn’t out of bounds to say that the blind admiration this
franchise inspires has resulted in more creativity than any other.
Then Disney came along and etch-a-sketched the shit
out of it, but no matter.
Along with “Star
Trek,” “Star Wars” is the dawn of fandom, and a niche phenomenon that has evolved
into something much more.
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