I was thirteen in 1983, when Return of the Jedi was in theaters. Perhaps I was just as easy going then as I am now, but they didn’t bother me at all. In fact I loved them. Do I wish the Empire was a bit more of a task for them to defeat? Sure. Either way, it was George’s story to tell, and I was like a camper listening by the fire.
Another reason I love Ewoks is that, while playing Star Wars Galaxies whenever I had missions on the Moon of Endor, inevitably some creature would attack me and I would run to an Ewok village area where they would save me.
This photo of Warwick Davis in costume, gazing upon his former character’s visage, gives me all of the warm feels.