Unfiltered Story #91671

I never got a chance to really sit down and watch Star Wars as a child until I was about 15 years old. It became kind of a family get together to sit and watch my “first time” as our family consisted of a mix of Trekkies and Star Wars fans.

We rented a few of them and settled down in the living room. I admit I am a pretty horrible movie watcher when it comes to superfluous actions or really bad action scenes. This is more of a family wide thing as we have “bad monster movie nights” where we bet on who dies first and point out gaps in the CGI and scenery. Sarcastic commentary is encouraged and is half of the fun. Needless to say, I wasn’t too enamoured of the movies as they had been hyped up by my peers to the point of unrealistic standards.

It came to a head at the scene where Leia and Chewie are being taken away and the princess is yelling at Luke that “It’s a trap!”

Watching him go through the equivalent of the front door with a dumbfounded look on his face caused me to blurt out the first thought in my head: “Stupid hero. Goes right through the damned door with no back up plan. Good thing bad guys can’t shoot straight or he’d be deader than dead.”

My family erupted into laughter at my exasperated mutterings and half of them jokingly welcomed me as a Trekkie.

I ended up more into Star Trek at the end of it all but I can appreciate Star Wars for what it is. This is meant more as an insight to my crazy family.