This past Wednesday, I wrote a short piece about Fanboys, a movie dedicated to recapturing the spirit of pre-Episode One Star Wars fandom. Since penning said post (figuratively penning, of course, typing would be a more accurate word) I've been thinking about my old Star Wars fanboy nature in a fashion which can best be described as wistful and nostalgic. I'm not going to go into a long description of what Star Wars meant to me growing up, because it would just be rehashing Wednesday's post. You all know what your first and prominent geek love means to you; it outranked even Marvel in my preteen-teen and teen years of the 1990s. What I do want to discuss with you today is just an oddball observation I've made in the midst of my nostalgia bender: I don't own the new trilogy.
I've been trying to wrap my brain around why this might be. I mean, I try to keep my DVD shelf operating at a rather high standard, but let's be honest -- I own a lot of DVDs, many of which are probably of lower quality than the new Star Wars movies. Particularly given my geek leanings, I tend to buy just about any sci-fi/fantasy movie which I'm vaguely interested in, if for no other reason than to watch the making-ofs and listen to the audio commentaries. Even a bad geek flick will generally earn a few trips through my DVD player, because I am both a geek and a movie journalist. I will qualify this by saying I do have SOME standards. I don't, for instance, own Catwoman, and I've certainly never paid money for Battlefield Earth (although I do sort of like the book) or Bloodrayne. Essentially, what I'm saying is if you make a half decent geek flick with some elements I can find enjoyment in, I will probably buy your DVD eventually.