Kin Lane

It is Easier For Me To Sit Down As My 8 Year Old Self These Days

I am pretty good at suspending reality to enjoy a good movie. Sitting down for the Rise of Skywalker I found myself immediately able to suspend reality, and refrain from being caught up in analyzing every detail of the story and filming of the 3rd conclusion to this story that began for me as a 6 year old boy. I wasn’t WOW’d by the latest edition, but with a sufficient suspension of reality, and tranquilization of my analyst brain, I was able to thoroughly enjoy the movie at the ripe old age of 47.

At 47, it is easier for me to let go and assume a 6-12 year old view of the movie that is in front of me. I’d say this is true of the entire latest trilogy—-I just enjoy them for the action and storytelling. Allowing myself to no be as hung up on the technical details of what I think the story should or shouldn’t be, or what the director screwed up. As soon as the opening narrative begins and John Williams works his magic, I am hooked. I just settle into my seat and just let the magic roll off the screen into my heart and brain, suspending who I am for a while. I am not critiquing anything. I am just sucking it all in. it is a good place to be for me.

In May of 1999 when Phantom Menace came out I was immersed in trying to be a serious grow-up. I was about to get married, have a child, and start a business, all while trying to leave my troubled past behind. In that moment I remember getting in trouble with my new girlfriend for playing a Millennium Falcon game with her son for too long, telling me that I should be focused on getting a good job, and supporting them. So when the next three movies came out I would line up to watch, but I could never really suspend reality and get into them. I tried with Phantom Menace because my step-son was really into it, but by the time the second two came out I could really care less—-I was too busy being a grownup. So I heavily critiqued them, and determined that George Lucas had lost his touch.

I’m happy to be back in a place where I can accept the movies for what they are-—entertainment. At 47 I can conjure up the amazement I had for it all when A New Hope came out, then Empire Strikes Back, and Return of the Jedi. The Rise of Skywalker head a lot of cheesy elements, and was very busy, but I didn’t care. I enjoyed being in the moment. I don’t care how it all ended. I don’t care about all the details. I just enjoyed being in the moment. The best part of it all for me was thinking about my experiences in 1977, 1980, 1983 then 1999,2002,2005, and finally 2015,2017, and 2019 as I watched this narrative unfold. (Oh, and how much I <3 Carrie Fisher).