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Eight hours of vintage Star Wars at A Comic Shop
Published: May 12, 2011
By 6 p.m., the Jedi faithful had gathered in the Geek Easy, an adjoining lounge decorated with Super Mario Brothers murals and hi-def TVs. I immediately exposed my aspect ratio anal retentiveness by observing that their newfangled Sony Blu-ray player couldn't comprehend the aging non-anamorphic DVD, which is the only format Lucas begrudgingly released the original unmolested prints in. Since I didn't want to see Princess Leia looking like she was 4 foot 3 and 180 pounds, I volunteered to help fiddle with the remote controls until a fix was found, doubtless annoying those attendees who couldn't care less how big the black letterbox bars are.
The viewing itself was almost anticlimactic, featuring the expected audio commentary from the audience, including trivia (did you know actor David Prowse was unaware James Earl Jones had dubbed over his performance as Darth Vader until the first film premiered?) and MST3K-style snark; when Luke first meets Leia, a "Man, my sister's hot!" from the back of the room drew approving laughter.
Finally, I must tarnish my geek cred once again and admit that my mind began to wander in the face of the classic film's stately pacing. I found myself wondering about the blatant disregard of OSHA standards on the Death Star (no handrails?) and where the Empire found an insurer to underwrite a second space station after rebels destroyed the first. Since I'm old enough to have seen the originals in the theater, I ended up home in bed long before the diehards heard the Ewoks sing "Yub Nub." Thank Yoda, I've still got a couple of weeks to store up sleep before my late-night trip back to Endor.
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