It was as if millions of voices gasped, then suddenly… there was a mad rush for more. I was seven years old, and twenty-two days old when Star Wars was released in theaters on the twenty-fifth of May 1977. Those years between six and ten seem to be most people’s happy place. I know they are mine. From Star Wars to the X-Men, Micronauts and video games, it was a great time to be a nerd. Would I be the same person that I am now without Star Wars? Probably not. As an older adult I am now focused on the fun that I used to have pre–Empire Strikes Back. That’s because the narrative was mine to make. Sure, there were books and comics, but I really enjoyed creating my own adventures with my figures and drawings. Star Wars was fuel to my already overly active imagination.
A long time ago, at a Drive-In that still exists today, a seven-year-old me was taken by his father to see Star Wars. Alright, it was forty-five years ago. We went to the Sacramento Six a-lot in those halcyon days, but we rarely went to a showing more than once. Star Wars was one of those films that my dad had no problem seeing over and over. I thought it was pretty OK too.
Fantastic memories! Those of us fortunate souls who saw the original Star Wars for the first time in either a theater or at a drive-in will never forget it for as long as they live. I sure won’t.