Childhood Frankenstein
I wrote recently about watching the Star Wars 30th anniversary program and all the humbug that involved. The sinking ship of my childhood couldn't survive getting rammed by the Lucas marketing machine, so it's with some relief that welcomed news of the Robot Chicken Star Wars special. After all it combines everyone's favorite movie with action figures (not dolls, Mom) which is totally awesome. Actually more to the point, it's the sort of ironic comeuppance that I'd been hoping would come along. After all if it weren't for the marketing Death Star at LucasArts, we wouldn't have had the extensive collection of action figures that enabled Seth Green and his merry band of vulgarians to regale us with the unsanitized b-reel that is Robot Chicken. That they are returning to their roots and attacking Star Wars is quite a delicious little treat, which I intend to relish.