Yesterday, I got done at the office around 1:30. I ordered a curbside grocery pick up but couldn’t fetch it till 5.
What to do until then? I didn’t want to go home, so I looked for a movie.
The first time I saw Star Wars was in 1977 at the theater (it was the only way to see it at the time). I was 13, my brother was 9. It was magical. We loved every minute.
In 2002, at the 25th anniversary of the movie, they put together new scenes, added CGI, and my brother and I went back to celebrate. We loved every minute.
This year, as I sat in the theater for the 2:20 pm showing with 10 other die hard fans, the opening script rolled and I was 13 again, but missing my little brother. I had to text him as soon as I got out of the movie.
Ron Howard did a great job on the film, and it was so great to see actors enthusiastic about their parts, instead of hating them.
I’m a fan of the series. This new chapter did not disappoint. I loved every minute. And that’s not something I can say for every chapter, but every chapter has brought back wonderful memories.