Tonight I’m watching Return of the Jedi with the girls.
You know, this movie takes a lot of flack, but when I was 8 it was the movie I was the most excited about seeing.
I saw Star Wars in the the theater before it was called “Episode IV”when I was three and no one knew what to expect, especially a toddler.
I didn’t even know The Empire Strikes Back was a thing until I saw the movie poster outside the theater some time before going to see it at the age of five.
But Jedi, I hassled my dad every day for months about going to see it until he threatened to not take me if I kept asking.
Return of the Jedi is the climax of the series. Even though it doesn’t have the high adventure of “A New Hope,” the introspection of “The Empire Strikes Back” and the Ewoks are kind of stupid, it’s still an amazing third act of one of the best epic dramas of western civilization.