#the prequels
*My mom telling me I can turn on the lights in the back seats of the car to look for something*
Me:
How to find a hiding Star Wars fan:
That realisation came to me a little earlier, as did the acknowledgement that their saga will, in several months, be at end. And I am at peace with that.
For as much as I have always loved the original trilogy, (mostly) very much enjoyed the sequels and regard the prequels with more love than I had for them when they were first released (thanks largely to The Clone Wars), I am so very ready for other stories to be told, like that of The Mandalorian, more of Cassian and that greater exploration of the my favourite fictional galaxy, all that is that beyond the spheres which the Skywalkers have occupied.
That’s not to say when the final credits roll on The Rise of Skywalker that I won’t be a teary, blotchy mess when the lights come up in the cinema (let’s face it, I’ll probably be in a bad state tomorrow when that final trailer lands). It has been too long an acquaintance with the Skywalkers not to be an emotional time. But I am prepared for the end now…
And now, inexplicably, something that has basically nothing to do with dinosaurs. Although he has kinda chicken legs, which I think are cool.
Grievous has always been my favorite Star Wars character, at the very least because he has a killer design. I’m also a big fan of the Clone Wars in general (mostly just for the planets and lore, Episodes I & II are stinky) since they’re the ones I grew up with. No disrespect on any of the other movies, I just dig this asthmatic, four-arm-havin, cyborg skeleton.
And I draw him next to never so I thought I’d give him a crack for Inktober.
“Watching them (The Prequels) again as a whole, I was really struck with the quality and depth of the storytelling and George’s vision for all of it. It’s so nuanced, complex, and layered,” Hayden Christensen says. “Really remarkable.”
WE STAN THE TRUE KING OF PREQUEL APPRECIATION
It’s just so vindicating, for a generation of people who were told that the movies we loved while we were children were BAD TERRIBLE movies that NOBODY LIKED like this opinion was shoved down our throats but we were kids!!! The prequels for many of us were like the foundational narratives of our childhood. To be surrounded by adults shaming us for liking the movies made for us, mocking them, making us feel stupid and ashamed for enjoying the kids movies that defined our childhood, making it a sign of taste and culture to dismiss and put down the prequels for decades like fuck all those people who told us we can’t love the movies that were made for us!!!