![]() ![]() No, for my bachelor party we saw The Phantom Menace. My bachelor party wasn’t spent on strippers or a massive kegger. We didn’t just love Star Wars we loved the mythos of George Lucas, a man who somehow seemed magical.īy coincidence, my wedding fell three days after the opening of The Phantom Menace. ![]() We swarmed to anything that had his name on it, ate up every Ewok Adventure or Star Wars Christmas Special because we knew George Lucas had created it. In the eyes of millions of kids, the guy became a legend. ![]() I remember all the magazine articles and photos too the shots of George Lucas at Skywalker Ranch, surrounded by his creations, pictures of him standing next to a miniature of the Millennium Falcon. Over the next few years I’d eventually read every book on those shelves, but when asked my favorite author my response would invariably be “George Lucas”. Naturally, I assumed that Star Wars was in fact a book before it was a movie, and that this George Lucas must surely be the greatest writer who had ever written. Not more than eight, I discovered an especially careworn copy of an Empire Strikes Back novelization buried in the bleak looking Science Fiction section of my tiny local library. I still remember the first time I really became aware of George Lucas. ![]()
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