It was ten thirty at night when a friend and i decided to watch star wars , you see i had been quite eager to indulge myself in some 1970`s productions , the idea of another marathon fascinated me , Harry Potter had been absolutly phenomenon and once again the strong beautiful and intellegent Hermione Jean Grange had become the girl i secretly wished i could be , but then again this desire constantly changes with each movie i watch, i was absolutly mesmerised by how fierce Tauriel was in the Hobbit and now it would be the Princess from Star Wars .
I had wondered why i had never been interested in these line of movies before , the witty jokes that got me everytime leaving me in a arkward position inorder to control the jerks my body had because of the laughter , my eyes shed a few tears and not in sadness but more so in absolute joy when the little “metal collectors ” ( forgive me Star Wars Lovers for not knowing their name ) spoke to each other in what my friend and i are sure is Zulu.
As i watched the screen intently i wondered if making movies now required such commitment , The aliens werent computer graphics but rather men and women in suits that probably sweat like labourous workers , im sure even with all the perspiring the idea of being in a movie filled with PEW PEW PEW and the heaving sound of Darth Vader made it all worth while .
The lightsabers ( i honestly thought they were called light savers but then again those could be the flourescent lights in my kitchen ) made this iconic sound everytime they were moved , it was brilliant . They were sharp enough , or Hot enough to cut the arm of an ice monster ( which reminded me of a teddy bear i once loved ) right off with one swoop. I must admit i was quite impressed .
well now i have only watched episode Four but i do know this : The Force is strong
MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU !