Posted at 12:23 PM on November 25, 2008
by Sanden Totten
Guns and Roses new album is out in stores. And no matter how well produced or well written it is, the album has lost something by becoming real. Those same tracks were so much more enticing when the only way to hear them was through pirating and bootlegging. Legends almost always trump reality.
Fortunately for us, there is still plenty of legendary media out there. Like The Star Wars Holiday Special. In 1978 Star Wars was the hottest property in Hollywood. What better way to keep the franchise white hot than turn it into a cheesy two hour made for TV holiday special? . . .
The original cast all return (many of them appear to be drugged) and there are some guest stars . . . like Bea Arthur and Jefferson Starship. The "feels-much-longer-than-two-hours" show takes place on Chewie's home planet where his family is preparing to celebrate "Life Day." While waiting for Chewbacca and Han Solo to return from some mission, Chewie's family entertain themselves with alien cooking shows, Tatooine-reality TV and virtual soft porn. The whole bonanza ends with a musical number where Carrie Fischer takes a solo.
Can you say disaster?
After a single showing on TV the tape was buried in a vault and disowned by Lucas himself (for the record Lucas says he had very little to do with this. I'd like to give him the benefit of the doubt, but he did go on to create Jar-Jar Binks). For years the show was passed around among Star Wars fan boys on bootleg VHS tapes. It was the stuff of legend.
It has never been officially released, but some how the Bryant Lake Bowl managed to screen a copy of it last week for the 30th anniversary. Getting to see the special in all it's glory was great. It was worse than I expected, and so much better. But part of me was sad that I managed to see the thing. No matter how amazing it was, it still stood in the shadow of it's own Death Star sized lore.