no regrets

Rating: 10/10 (15 July 2002)

once upon a winter time, 1977 to be precise, i invited the most beautiful and desirable girl i knew to come and watch "star wars" with me. when you're a 18 year old boy, and the girl you adore actually has the exciting kindness to sit beside you in a dark cinema, you normally pay not too much attention on the movie. but this film delivered the exception to all rules: it was one of the very first "starwars" performances in German theatres, and we both completely unaware of the fact that we were about to watch the revolutionary "shape of things to come", just to stress this pathetic phrase one more time. to cut it short: we didn't get very much into each other that night, but very much into the movie. both and at once.
two spacey hours later we left the hall, overwhelmed and a bit dizzy, and when i drove her home in my daddy's car, i really felt like manoeuvering an x-wing at zero altitude. all she could quote was "incredible!" over and again, not commenting my severely distracted attempts to show her my devotion and empathy, but the trailblazing special effects attack of "industrial light and magic". and i just confirmed that redundant notion with somewhat mixed feelings and pathetic sighs like "wow", "geezus" or "yes".
not that i regret having been in "star wars" that night, but it could have been a slightly less impressive, less captivating and less pioneering masterpiece...