The power of The Force was found in my in-law’s basement where my brother-in-law made room for everyone to team-assemble his latest LEGO set – the Mos Eisley Cantina:
“I’m a collector,” he said as he opened the gigantic box and dumped the bagged 3,187 pieces on to the table.
In the background on three different screens was the showing of the original Star Wars (1977).
The sights, sounds, construction, and even tastes of Star Wars came to life as my brother-in-law also mixed authentic cocktails and mocktails with names like Wookie Fuzzball, Tatooine Sunrise, and Mai Tie Fighter.
What was once a dormant, “back-in-the-day-I-liked-Star–Wars” recollection in my soul suddenly erupted to full blown nostalgia and a yearning to go back and forward into what is considered “Star Wars” today.
As a child of the ’80s, the “first three” will always be Star Wars, Episode IV – A New Hope (1977), The Empire Strikes Back (1980), and Return of the Jedi (1983). George Lucas’s CGI-infested and soulless prequels are still like middle school memories to me: I don’t want to remember them.
The “last three” are decent attempts at recapturing that old-school buoyancy felt in the belly but fell flat in character development and the pendulum pull of internal good vs. evil.
The so-called “spinoffs” – Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016) and Solo: A Star Wars Story (2018) – provide fun origin material but just don’t have the same humanistic flare as the “first three.”
My evening piecing together the LEGO-blocked Tattooine bar (“He doesn’t like you…I don’t like you either.”) had me yearning for more “anything Star Wars.”
So, I ended up purchasing the recent release of a LEGO AT-AT (All Terrain Armored Transport) and invited my brother-in-law to my place to build with me while The Empire Strikes Back played in the background.
He brought along his newly purchased Razor Crest, and that triggered my new obsession with The Mandalorian on the Disney+ Channel.
My wife and I are all caught up (Season 2, Episode 4). She calls “Baby Yoda” “Yoda Juns” (short for Yoda Junior), and whether or not you’re also a fan of the show, the fun is in knowing that no matter what name you want to give this cute, fuzzy creature, it is all colloquial.
There are still so many exciting Star Wars origin stories unfolding, Easter Eggs in the background and dialogue, and, yes, I do get that old-school buoyancy in my belly when I observe planet settings from the past, blaster duels, and a more empathetic interpretation of bounty hunter, Boba Fett.
Are you watching “Mando?” Are you a fan? Has The Force entered your household during these trying times? Let me know!
Thanks for reading and stay safe out there,