Your Nothing. My something.

In these days, like a lot of other people I guess, I'm thinking about JJ and SW.
I'm SERIOUSLY thinking about JJ and SW.

The fact I don't like Mr. Abrams' visions is not a news and I don't even want to start listing all the reasons because I don't.
With ST, I moved on, repeating "alternate universe" as a mantra.

But this is SW.
Worse.
This is SW with the characters that I love.

Mr. Lucas partially did his mess, but, ultimately, I did not care.
He gave me Qui-Gon and he couldn't ruin the characters I love because they were not born yet.

But now. I am afraid. I mean. I am REALLY scared.
SW formed part of the person I am.
Luke Skywalker formed part of the person I am.
And I know you can find this SAD, but this is it.
I was 4 when I saw TESB in the theater. I read the novelization of ROTJ so many times that I consumed the pages.
I survived bulling during elementary school repeting to myself that anger was the path to the dark side. And, 30 years after, I'm crying while I'm writing this.

So no.
SW is NOT JUST A MOVIE SAGA for me.

I did not see any trailer, I did not read any article.
I DID see the poster. And I noticed WHO is missing.
SO. I'm terrified.

Sorry. I just wanted to say it.

Snipers

I waited almost 40 years for this scene.

And, the greatest thing is, it TOTALLY makes sense.

The fact that they call it "feminist" speaks pages about the closed-mindedness we still need to face.