Tomorrow, lives will drastically change forever. Millions of people across the country will have a new reason to live, or at the very least, to go outside. That's right, tomorrow the \Star Wars"" trilogy is released on DVD. There are some individuals who will shout it from the rooftops. However, I can't, or should I say won't, share in their excitement.
I have never seen ""Star Wars,"" any of the series, not the first three and not the silly new ones. I haven't been to a galaxy, any galaxy, especially not one far, far away. I don't quite get what C3PO is (though my Mom won a cooler that looked like R2D2 once). And I will never know the feeling of having a tall black guy with a funny hat say he is my father. (Well, maybe I can sympathize with that one.) Most of these things I will never quite grasp, but it's of my own design.
When I first heard about ""Star Wars,"" I didn't like the idea. Why would I want to see a movie about a bunch of people traveling around space with a big furry animal and a woman with a haircut courtesy of Cinnabon? Not my idea of entertainment.
Occasionally, I meet people who are obsessed with the trilogy. I'm not talking about people who are fans and have seen it a few times. I'm talking about people who are reading this right now and are silently, or not so silently, cursing my name.
They live for storm troopers and Anakin like a normal person lives for ""The O.C."" or a football game. They can quote the entire trilogy (some can do it without seeing the pictures). They own all of the action figures, blow-up dolls, T-shirts, books, CDs, condoms (""The Force Is With You"") and costumes. It is rare that these people leave the confines of their basements, but when they do come to the surface for Cheetos or Buffalo wings, I seem to come into contact with them. We argue and debate about the merits of the movies, and I usually end up telling them, ""I'm sure they are a fine movies, but it's not for me.""
Friends and family don't seem to understand. ""Give it a chance,"" they say. ""How do you know you won't like it?"" But I stand my ground. I won't watch them for the same reason I have never eaten a horse. I could really like horse; horse could be the most delicious thing to ever rest upon my palate. But will I ever sample some? Hell no. (Well maybe if I had enough ketchup.)
I have to wonder how changed my life could possibly be if I saw the movies? Would I see society differently or give more thought to the eternal battle between good and evil? Would my prediction realize itself and I would despise the movies and beg for hours of my life back? Or would I love them and become one of the aforementioned ""Star Wars"" fanatics and apply the movie to every facet of my life? The world may never know.
For now, I am fine without the supposed thrill and ""life-altering experience"" that comes with seeing ""Star Wars."" As Silent Bob said in my favorite movie ""Mallrats,"" ""Adventure, excitement-a Jedi craves not these things.""
Erin Canty is a sophomore majoring in education. You reach her at erincanty825@hotmail.com.
