Notes on the Disney Pimping of Star Wars
A number of people have asked me what I think about the whole Disney buying Lucasfilm thing. It's a good thing I'm not one of those overzealous blogger types that has to spew off on whatever nerdly developments du jour the very instant they happen. Hell, I barely manage to update this site two of three times a year anymore. I prefer to take time to think about stuff and actually come up with insights of some value and meaning, if not immediacy. A rare concept on the Internet these days, for sure.
Anyway, when I first heard the stupefying announcement that George Lucas sold Lucasfilm to Disney for $4 billion, I was pissed off. I thought this really, really sucks. And here's the reason why. The news torpedoed through the electronic grapevine in one clustered chunk: Disney bought Star Wars, they're making new movies without Lucas, Episode VII is out in 2015. The Lucas haters cheered and danced like Ewoks celebrating the demise of the evil Emperor. "Free at last, free at last, fuck the prequels and bless the Mouse." But I felt bitter and betrayed.