Yeah, but Star Wars is COOL. There's a HUGE difference there.
One of the funnier things I've seen.
Going over to a friend's apartment across the street from the Minneapolis Institute of Arts.
At the time they are showing The Art of Star Wars (the show with all the models, costumes, and artwork from the Star Wars films).
I didn't know this show was going on.
I do a masterful parallel parking job and jump out of my truck and lock the door.
I look up, and a quite physically unspectacular Princess Leia is crossing the street towards the Art Institute directly in front of my truck.
(WTF?!? Jeezus, she is not pretty, at all. Still... must watch.)
Now what do my eyes percieve... frickin' Yoda, and he's hanging out with Chewbacca... and they're outside the entrance smoking cigarettes.
Now these two looked very authentic, obviously very expensive and thoroughly researched costumes. But they're hanging by a doorway smoking heaters on a very icy Minnesota morning like some sad, nicotine-addicted office drones.
(WTF?!? This is surreal.)
I continue to watch.
The ugly Princess approaches Chewy and The Master.
Pleasantries of some sort are exchanged (I'm too far away to hear). It seems they're admiring each others costumes, and perhaps commenting on their unparalled level of dedication.
I may be wrong, but the body language seemed to indicate to me that these two interstellar beings were flirting with the Ugly Princess.
Chewy offers a smoke from his belt.
(Oh, Joy! she has deemed us worthy and accepted.)
Chewy lights her smoke (ahh, the agressive rascal).
Not wanting to leave the exalted presence of the Ugly Princess, The Master and The Monster snuff out their spent star-sticks and proceed to light a couple more.
(WTF?!? Is this for real?)
I turn away and proceed to my friend's apartment, where he explains to me about the Star Wars show at the Institute, and how he's been enjoying the freak-show all week.