As you probably noticed, we just passed the 30th anniversary of The Empire Strikes Back, one of the great movies in geek history. Well, I also have another anniversary coming up, and and even though it's not quite as momentous an occasion, on May 24th it will be the 27th anniversary of the night I attended the gala premiere of Return of The Jedi (thanks to an incredibly cool and enterprising father). Now I've been going to the movies for a very long time, but this is the moment that stands out above all others, and that's why I decided to dedicate today's Summer Scenes We Love to one of the best nights of my young life...and the last time I was ever excited to see a George Lucas movie.

From a very young age I loved going to the movies, but the idea that I was getting to see a movie (let alone a new Star Wars movie) before anyone else just about blew my mind. That night I dressed up like I was going to the prom (or at least the 8-year old's equivalent), and felt like a rock star as I headed towards my seat clutching a formal invite and program that had been handed out at the door. To me, it was just about the most exciting thing that had ever happened, and I don't think I even took a single breath during the opening scene.

After the jump; blasphemous musical changes and Leia's short-lived moment of heroism...