give a wookie a cookie
In an effort to have The Most Complete and Most Awesome Digital Archive of My DVDs™, I have ripped most of them at an unnecessarily high bitrate, along with discrete, 6-channel audio, if that is an option. I officially would like to thank Western Digital for fulfilling my storage space needs; their cool-running, multiple-platter, 3.5″ drives are coming in handy.
So, with all of this media available to me, and with the lazy afternoons prodding me to explore my past film favorites, I have begun browsing some of these long-lost classics. For instance, my current focus is to push through the Indiana Jones trilogy in the coming week, the first already having been marked off my to-do list.
At the completion of Raiders of the Lost Ark, I noticed a strange scenic similarity to another Lucasfilm production. If I were a betting man, I’d say George Lucas has a certain penchant for Tunisia - as, in fact, Wikipedia would concur.
The plot of Raiders has numerous similarities to The Empire Strikes Back, so much so that certain Harrison Ford dialogues with the lovely ladies could be interchanged without a single audience member discovering the swap. The most interesting part of this is that my Lucasfilm-loving, adolescent self never discovered this. It should be no surprise that my complete incapacity to remember film dialogue was off-duty with my love of Star Wars - a sign the Lucasfilm dialogue could be lacking, so elementary that my feeble memory actually grasped it concretely. But still, I had never uncovered the unsophistication, despite the obviousness.
Anyways. All of this Lucasfilm is taking me back to the days when I wrote the strangest stuff in computer lab in middle school, while everyone else spent time playing Oregon Trail. Not that I missed my chances to lose a family member to typhoid fever. I just was more interested in writing, those days. Anyways.