Thank you, Star Wars

It was the Saturday before Christmas. There was no more shopping to be done. The wife and I went to dinner then decided perhaps we should just go see a movie. We are both old enough to have seen the original Star Wars in the theater, so we intended to see the new one there as well. That said, we had no expectations to see it on the opening weekend. We decided that would have to wait a couple weeks in order to let the crowds die down. There were three other films one or both of us cared to see. The Sisters, Mockingjay Part 2, and In the Heart of the Sea. Truth be told, the first two were mostly her and the third was only me.

Quite shockingly, both The Sisters and Mockingjay were completely sold out. Before we had a chance to ask for the third on our list, the girl at the ticket counter volunteered that there were still tickets available to the Star Wars showing that had just started. How was that possible? She promised the coming attractions were still running and that we wouldn’t miss the beginning. She didn’t lie. We purchased the tickets and found two seats in the second row of the sparsely populated theater. We didn’t even have people sitting on either side of us, or directly behind us.

This is not intended to be a film review, but it was good. Not great. Not epic. Just good. I was pleased that Han Solo and Chewbacca had such large roles. I was a tad nostalgic about the Millennium Falcon and R2D2. I was impressed by Rey and Finn. As we left the theater, I was certainly not as excited as I was all those years ago. I have no desire to collect action figures or reenact scenes. I won’t be begging to return to the theater to watch it a second or third time. However, the kid in me will be looking forward to the next installment. And the adult in me is hoping I have been forever spared from seeing The Sisters.

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