My wife had dropped a major bomb in our relationship before Christmas, stating that she never really liked Star Wars movies. I was in utter shock and wasn’t too sure how our relationship could survive. What other things was she hiding from me?
I had taken her to the premieres of SW 1 and SW2, at midnight, and seriously thought she enjoyed the story. She had gone to the dark side!
When Star Wars Force Awakens was released in the cinema, I was stuck at home looking at trailers and listning to my colleagues at work raving about the movie. JJ Abrams had done a great job, apparently, and the effects were above expectations. It’s just not the same watching a 2:43 min trailer compared to a 2h 19min movie in IMAX. I felt as if I was missing out on a lot of important details.
When the movie was finally released on iTunes, I bought it. No hesitation. Just a quick one-click decision. And, I didn’t tell my wife. It was like cheating on her. Buying stuff only for me. Something she didn’t like. I felt naughty and the feelings of the dark side were stirring inside me. It felt good.
But, this excitement only lasted a few days. Suddenly our kids fell ill and I did not have time to watch the movie. It was my fatherly obligations to choose kids over Star Wars. Not really a hard decision, but my soul was still torn.
One morning, I had to work from home, and the kids wanted to watch the new Star Wars while having projectile vomiting on the sofa. Why not. I’m a good dad. I launched the movie, and slowly walked back to my office computer. The intro music was filling the house and I peaked over my shoulders like a schoolboy trying to watch Exorcist when parents weren’t watching.
It was pure agony. I could hear the effects. i could hear the kids being amazed with the story and movie. They cheered, cried and laughed. Then the movie ended. I had passed the challenge and would pass into the West.
Unfortunately my six year old kid ran into the kitchen. Big eyes and shouted “DAD!!! Han Solo died! And the bad guy survived”
I was like O M G. What do I do? Slap her for spoiling the movie or just laugh it of. Corporal punishment is no longer permitted so I just laughed. It wasn’t real laughter, but painful and tearful at the same time.
I had waited so long, Finally got my copy of the movie and then my six year old tells me an important part of the movie. oh well, the joys of parenting. I was pleased she had her Star Wars moment, which she will cherish just as much as I, when I first saw Chewie and Han.
My the force be with you my little Sith Daughter!