Today, May 4th (even though I’m pretty sure my blog thinks it’s May 5th), is Star Wars day.  In honor of the day, I am watching my favorite film from the saga, The Empire Strikes Back.  In fact, let’s get this out of the way right now.  I would order the films like this:

1.) Episode V:  The Empire Strikes Back

2.)  Episode IV:  A New Hope

3.)  Episode VI:  Return of the Jedi

4.)  Episode III:  Revenge of the Sith

5.)  Episode II:  Attack of the Clones

6.)  Episode 1:  The Phantom Menace

In order from my favorite to my least favorite (and, dare I say, everyone’s least favorite?).  

I have taken a lot of flak over my love of the saga, so much so that I put the “Star Wars nerd” side of my personality into hiding.  No more, I say!  I am comfortable enough with myself and my nerdiness that I can come out and say it:  I love Star Wars.  Man, I even love the new trilogy, in a way, if only because of the nostalgia factor, though most nostalgic feelings I had during those three travesties were due to John Williams’ score, and certainly not because of the wooden acting, cringe-worthy dialogue, and the fact that many of my beloved characters got raped by a computer (no one suffered more than poor Yoda).  But, that didn’t stop me from hanging an Attack of the Clones poster on my wall, and having Phantom of the Menace in my VCR almost at all times.  I was young and too stupid and naive to realize that George Lucas had slaughtered my beloved saga and left it for dead.

But, I digress.  I am now watching Empire and loving the fact that this amazing film exists.  These films were a staple of my childhood and adolescence.  They are the ultimate in escape films.  I pop one in, and I’m simultaneously in the present, in my childhood, and in a galaxy far, far away.  So, thank you Star Wars.  And, to everyone else, may the force be with you.  Unless you don’t like the saga.  In that case, I’d tell you that you smell worse than a tauntaun.