I have waited thirteen years for this film. Not as long as 28 years, but I have waited 13 years for this film, and that’s over half of my life. I saw it tonight and I can’t adequately convey how I’m feeling at the present. Slightly numb, pained, and so drained. I sat at the edge of my seat and watched Anakin Skywalker become Darth Vader. And that might not seem much to those who aren’t fans of Star Wars, who don’t remember the first time they saw Darth Vader offer his hand to Luke Skywalker and told him that he was his father. That’s OK, you don’t need to I can remember it for you.

Tonight, I saw Anakin Skywalker become Darth Vader. I laughed, I cried, and felt my heart constrict in pain. It had its faults but it didn’t matter, because for 2 and half hours it felt like I was 9 again. And nothing mattered, except for the life of a man who became the scarred-old-man wanting to look at his son with his own eyes for one final time. Thank you George Lucas, you don’t know me and probably never will, but I just wanted to say thank you. You changed the way a little girl viewed the world 13 years ago, and tonight you reminded her why she wanted to know the story of that scarred old man. Thank you.

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Thank you Mr. Lucas.