I didn’t realize this earlier (if I had, this entry would have been posted yesterday, instead of today), but yesterday, May 21, 2010 was the 30th anniversary of the release of The Empire Strikes Back.
Now I feel old.
I was born in ’77, the year Star Wars came out. I don’t have exact memories, but I have flashes of memories of seeing Star Wars in the theaters (and back then, it was in the theaters for years, not weeks like the movies of today) a few different times. I was hugely into Star Wars as a kid. But for some reason it took me a while to see Empire. But unlike with Episode IV, I do remember the first time I saw Empire.
It was actually a few years after it came out- sometime in April or May of ’83, right before Return of the Jedi (which I saw on its opening night in a drive in, but that’s another story). In that spring of ’83, I was five and after seeing several commercials for Jedi, my father knew that I needed to see Empire before seeing Jedi.
Or else I would have been spoiled big-time.
So King Classic found a theater somewhere in North Jersey that was having a double feature of Star Wars and Empire back to back. And it was on a Friday. So my father took me out of kindergarten that day, sat through Star Wars for yet another time with me and then also sat through Empire with me.
As a five-year-old, the movie blew my mind. And it still continues to do so, probably because I gotten it more as I’ve aged. I have to say that Star Wars and Empire are tied for first on my favorite movie list (followed closely by UHF), but I do have a better story for the first time I saw Empire. And maybe because I saw it two years after it came out, I shouldn’t feel so old.
A few weeks ago, in Lost’s sixth season premiere, LA X, there was a scene between Ben and Fake Locke (henceforth referred to as FLocke) where FLocke said that the real John Locke was, quite basically, a loser. At the time, I felt sorry for John Locke, and
So this weekend, The Civee was watching the Cincinnati Bengals take on the New York/New Jersey Jets in a playoff football game. Feeling the need to fill my football-watching quota of a few minutes for this year, I sat down to watch with her.
In the past I’ve avoided (and have even mocked) musicians and bands that do things like collaborate with other artists, such as rockers who have rappers perform on songs. For my favorite artists, collaboration (unless if were of the