STAR WARS, and the entitlement of fans.

So…this happened today.

This is a campaign to provide Disney an opportunity to course correct with the Star Wars franchise. The fans are completely divided and the core goal of Star Wars has been abandoned. The goal is to not make one half of the fandom happy over the other, it is to make a film that the fandom in general as a whole enjoys.

The hero archetype’s of the original films is what made these so great, it made characters that everyone could relate to regardless of their background and beliefs. No longer having this core element along with poor storytelling, has made the franchise divisive and in disarray.

The producers behind this have pledged to cover the budget, but you can pledge an amount to have your voice heard. You DO NOT have to put financial or personal information in, just an email address and a pledge.

Yes. It looks like a group of nerds are trying to raise enough money to convince Disney to remake THE LAST JEDI because they feel that the film has “divided fandom” and they want to remake it. And the bitch of it is as of this writing, they’ve recived pledges for about fifty-seven million dollars.
As someone who struggles with crowdfunding his own projects, this rankles me no end. 
Because 1.) You know that even if they reach their goal, there’s no way in hell Disney and Lucasfilm will sign off on this. And 2.) Screw STAR WARS, how about throwing daddy here some of that sugar?
For the moment, I’ll just focus on point one.

When you sit down to watch a movie, you’re actually watching two. The one the filmmakers made and the one that plays in your mind as you watch it. Sometimes, they sync up and the experience lives in your heart forever.
Sometimes they don’t and you bitch to your date about spending thirty bucks on a TRANSFORMERS movie.
And sometimes, films grow on you. I remember being kind of indifferent to CASINO when it first came out, thinking it was just a rehash of GOODFELLAS. But over the years and various rewatches, (Because it’s Scorsese and Scorsese always rates a rewatch.) I realize that it’s a deeper exploration of the Mob World that skirts with tragedy. 
And sometimes, you click on the first five minutes of TRANSFORMERS: THE LAST KNIGHT on Netflix while half asleep and scream in blank eyed terror about what you’ve done.
The point is that movies are at their heart, a subjective experience and any emotional reaction you have to a movie is a valid one.
But here’s the thing, as much as you love a movie, you don’t own it!
I mean, you can own a copy of the movie but you have no claim over the thing itself. You can have an art print of “A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte” by Georges-Pierre Seurat hanging in your apartment. But it doesn’t give you the right to nip over the Chicago Institute of Art and start tapping in blue dots because you think it needs freshing up.
And you don’t get to remake a film you have no claim on just because you love the series it belongs to. 
By that logic, I should be crowdfunding to remake every Bond film between 1981 and 1989. (I’m looking at your sorry ass, OCTOPUSSY!)

Rian Johnson is an exemplary talanted filmmaker (As anyone who has seen BRICK and LOOPER can attest.) and by all accounts, a sweetheart of a guy. And as anyone who has seen footage of him doing Weird Al’s “Yoda” at Fantasic Fest that one year can tell you, a full blooded STAR WARS fan. And whatever you think of LAST JEDI, you cannot doubt the sincerity of his efforts. Or his saint-like stocism in the face of an army of angry nerds. 
And the idea that self same army of nerds can make a movie better than the guy who made BRICK and LOOPER is enough to make you throw a glass ashtray at the head of the guy making the pitch.

Memo to Kathleen Kennedy, buy some glass ashtrays.