Star Wars Fever (*sung to the tune of Pac Man Fever)

It’s time for Star Wars again. It feels like the Christmas season is now Star Wars season, because for three Christmases now we have gotten a new Star Wars film when throughout history we would have to wait sometimes decades with no assurances that Star Wars universe would continue in film beyond the current storyline. Now that Mickey Mouse himself holds the key, he has promised one Star Wars film every year until maybe the end of time itself. This seems exciting in theory, but we get Christmas every year so why not Star Wars? Say what you will about the first JJ Abrams entry into this nu-Star Wars era but consensus on ROGUE ONE and the upcoming THE LAST JEDI are pretty good, and the producers have done a fine job so far of keeping things consistent and entertaining. I’m sure in a few years, once things seem stale, they’ll shake things up a bit. The cool thing about Star Wars is that it’s a giant sandbox where all sorts of stories can be told in a seemingly endless possibility of ways. It’s weird to know that we’ll never see the end of Star Wars. It will outlive us and continue far after we are gone. Okay, I’m depressed now. But that’s also sort of rad.