From Jive magazine, we get one of the best, most causticly honest analyses of Star Wars fandom I've ever read. It perfectly sums up the complex battle between adoration and anger most Star Wars fans (myself included) feel toward the franchise.
There is a diabolical twist to Star Wars fandom, you see, that defies comprehension, and yet is the life-blood of all Star Wars fans. It is this:
Star Wars fans hate Star Wars.
If you run into somebody who tells you they thought the franchise was quite enjoyable, and they very much liked the originals as well as the prequels, and even own everything on DVD, and a few of the books, these imposters are not Star Wars fans.
The author makes a great case about the obviousness of Star Wars -- both in its greatness and in its awful imperfections. We love it for all that it got so wonderfully right and the possibilities it opened up, and we hate it for all the opportunities squandered and hideous mistakes (*cough*Ewoks*cough*) that drag it down. Star Wars is like that one really self-destructive ex we've all dated -- the one that drives us crazy but could make us happy like no one else. It'll never work out in the long run, but we always remember the relationship fondly. We love Star Wars, and we hate it, too.
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