Wednesday Morning Star Wars Thoughts
Wednesday Morning Star Wars Thoughts
I didn't rush out to buy the Star Wars DVDs yesterday. I suppose I'll pick them up at some point. I'm not righteously indignant at the further changes. I'm irritated, yeah. But I take the good over the bad. I'll get them some time.
I do get pissed at Mr. Lucas, though. I read his comments last week, where he said he's sorry that the fans liked a half-done movie, but he's the one who's got to take it when people throw stones at his creations, and if they're going to throw stones, he's going to have them throw stones at something he's happy with.
Not that I buy that particular line of bullshit.
But even if it were true, I guess that's the difference between George and me. See, if I'm George Lucas, and I've got this whole Star Wars thing going for me, I've got one thing to act as a buffer between me and those who would throw stones at me or my creations.
It's called billions of dollars.
People want to gripe about my movies? Fine. Let them gripe, and then let them go work their paid by the hour jobs and live for the drunken bliss the weekend will bring (I obviously confuse George Lucas with "the Million Dollar Man" Ted Dibiase). But if they want to gripe, I'll go take a swim in my big Scrooge McDuck swimming pool full of gold coins, and afterwards, I'll dry myself off with the Bayeux Tapestry, which I bought with my billions of dollars. And then, when I get hungry, I'll make a big old Money Sandwich (made with 20's, 50's, mayonnaise and oregano), drink all the beer a billion dollars will buy, and laugh my way to the bank. That would make me get over any of that uneasiness.
But, in the end, it's just about that billions of dollars. And how Mr. Lucas wants more. I'm fairly sure that one day, we'll get the originals out. Probably when Lucas wants to buy Turkey. (the country or, perhaps, every turkey in the world, so that only he and he alone might eat them.)
I didn't rush out to buy the Star Wars DVDs yesterday. I suppose I'll pick them up at some point. I'm not righteously indignant at the further changes. I'm irritated, yeah. But I take the good over the bad. I'll get them some time.
I do get pissed at Mr. Lucas, though. I read his comments last week, where he said he's sorry that the fans liked a half-done movie, but he's the one who's got to take it when people throw stones at his creations, and if they're going to throw stones, he's going to have them throw stones at something he's happy with.
Not that I buy that particular line of bullshit.
But even if it were true, I guess that's the difference between George and me. See, if I'm George Lucas, and I've got this whole Star Wars thing going for me, I've got one thing to act as a buffer between me and those who would throw stones at me or my creations.
It's called billions of dollars.
People want to gripe about my movies? Fine. Let them gripe, and then let them go work their paid by the hour jobs and live for the drunken bliss the weekend will bring (I obviously confuse George Lucas with "the Million Dollar Man" Ted Dibiase). But if they want to gripe, I'll go take a swim in my big Scrooge McDuck swimming pool full of gold coins, and afterwards, I'll dry myself off with the Bayeux Tapestry, which I bought with my billions of dollars. And then, when I get hungry, I'll make a big old Money Sandwich (made with 20's, 50's, mayonnaise and oregano), drink all the beer a billion dollars will buy, and laugh my way to the bank. That would make me get over any of that uneasiness.
But, in the end, it's just about that billions of dollars. And how Mr. Lucas wants more. I'm fairly sure that one day, we'll get the originals out. Probably when Lucas wants to buy Turkey. (the country or, perhaps, every turkey in the world, so that only he and he alone might eat them.)
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