In May of 1977, George Lucas released one of the most fascinating, wonderful motion pictures ever made. In a midst of ordinary films about regular people, Star Wars took people to an old, remote world where machinery is sentient, creatures of the galaxy convene in bars, monstrous space stations blow up entire planets, and cloned men in white armor carry out the bidding of a power hungry empire. It was unlike anything cinema had seen before, and yet it was a fairy tale as familiar to all of us as those we read as children. Its perfect production is something of a minor miracle.
Every small detail is a joy to behold.
The story is set in space, yet it's not science fiction. It's based on a number of legendary mythological stories, yet it's a wholly original work. There's a wise sage to guide him, a heroine to rescue, and evil incarnate to face. For starters, it could poke a little fun at itself. The hero and his dedicated companions charge their way through the enemy defenses using skill and cunning, deftly sidestepping doom at every turn, emerging victorious when all seems lost.