20 years ago, on May 16, Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones was released in theaters. And while a younger generation of new Star Wars fans were excited to see where the adventures continued to, a generation of older fans complained online about how their childhoods were ruined. I was one of those people, and I was wrong.
I was lucky enough to see Return of the Jedi in theaters when it first came out; however, I had just turned one, so did I even really see it? My childhood memories all revolve around the original trilogy--although those movies were aimed at what we now know as Generation X, and I'm one of those old millennials. I had the toys. I bought the movie on VHS--and the subsequent rereleases, like a sucker. I read the books that expanded the galaxy lore.
My love of Star Wars was exceptionally deep until May 19, 1999, when I skipped school and saw The Phantom Menace. Every complaint you've seen about the movie, I probably had at the time because I felt betrayal that my «childhood was destroyed,» and that pain got worse/continued on May 16, 2002 when Attack of the Clones was released.
Now, I have nothing to prove to you, the person reading this. Our takes on the things we love and hate in Star Wars are purely subjective based on experiences, personal tastes, etc. There is one person I do need to address, me in 2002.
Listen 20-year-old Mat, I know you think you're really important because you're about to get that floor supervisor promotion at the local toy store--instead of going to college right out of high school--but you're very wrong about the Attack of the Clones for a plethora of reasons. First and foremost, let's talk about the prequels in general.
They're not made for you. You are not the target
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