Darth Vader seems to really have his shit together.
You don’t tolerate nonsense or drama in your life. You are resilient toward other’s opinions of you, and you pride yourself on being fiercely determined.
My first memory of childhood was of a gold-plated, metallic, humanoid figure walking through barren sand dunes with the seemingly endless skeleton of an unknown, but gigantic, creature in the background.
Loving Star Wars isn’t a “nerdy” thing anymore, or as much as it used to be, anyway (nerds are probably arguing that it was NEVER nerdy to begin with, okay?)
“Even, I can’t.” — Millennial Yoda
First things first, there are some obvious omissions. You won’t find a version of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, Frosty the Snowman, or even the Christmas Is All Around from Love, Actually.
When a young man in a Star Wars: Empire Strikes Back t-shirt tells you not to loathe yourself for being a tourist, you try to listen.
Star Wars is light entertainment, but it is not merely that; it has endured. In order for a work of popular art to last so long, it needs both levity and gravity.
1) “…Never tell me the odds!”
I’m totally okay with a female arch-nemesis. I’m not one of those guys who thinks females weren’t “built” to be arch-nemeses. That’s silly.