New Year's Eve always holds fond memories for me. When the kids were little we had mock cocktails and party favors and ran around clanging pot lids. :) Now the girls get all gussied up and hit downtown with their friends, and hubby and I usually watch a movie to while away the hours till the ball drops (I vow to not be one of those people who go to sleep before it does!!).
But this year, I got us tickets to see the new Star Wars movie. I have tried to stay away from all reviews and comments about it. Didn't even know the story line. I wanted to see it with a fresh eye.
I will not give away any spoilers, and I did like it. They did a good job, they just didn't go a great job.
I am spoiled. The very first movie my hubby to be took me to was the very first Star Wars movie. I remember being packed into a theater where there were no empty seats, and from the get go, everyone was so enthralled, you could have heard a piece of popcorn hit the floor. And when the movie ended, we all stood up and cheered and clapped. It was epic, and we knew that movie making had changed. I, like alot of folks did not care for the the last three movies. Casting was horrible and they lost the essence of the first 3. I was hoping this one would take us back to our roots. It did but was very predictable and I can always tell when a scene is good, cause I get a little zing up my neck. No zings. But I am glad to have seen it, and will watch the next 2. Just with not the same excitement I had going into this one. (oh, and by the way, I thought Carrie Fisher looked wonderful!). We had our bottle of bubbly, watched the ball drop and ran out into the very cold snowy night and screamed and watched fireworks. It was lovely! Happy New Year's! Always, Kit