She was also Han and Chewie’s home, the coolest kids’ clubhouse imaginable, and a character in her own right, cranky and demanding but ultimately brave and loyal. She was the fastest hunk of junk in the galaxy, but so much more than just a vehicle. And we saw her work spectacularly, snatching our heroes out of danger - except for all the times that she didn’t. (Snobby as always, that droid.) We saw new nooks and crannies of her interior, from holds and hatches to equipment bays and medical stations. We learned she had a voice, talking with C-3PO in a dialect he found peculiar. We learned about her intriguing past, complete with a previous owner and a hint that Han had won her in ways that might not have been entirely fair. We saw her move like never before, dodging TIE fighters and Star Destroyers and pinwheeling through asteroids.
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Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back took a fun Flash Gordon-like serial and transformed it into a galactic epic, but I loved it because it gave the Falcon the star billing she deserved.
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I spent endless days and nights with the Falcon and my Han and Chewie figures, flying over planets made of couch cushions and LEGO, and if my imagination faltered I’d watch TV and rework any story I could into a Han and Chewie adventure. The closest I could get was Kenner’s toy Falcon, which disappointed me in some ways (the proportions weren’t quite right and there was no way to get from the hold to the cockpit) but mostly thrilled me. But most of all I wanted my own Millennium Falcon.
As a newly lovestruck Star Wars fan, I wanted a lightsaber and robot pals and even Luke’s groovy new gold jacket. And best of all he lived aboard the Millennium Falcon. He got to hang around in bars until someone paid him to go someplace interesting. Instead, I declared, Luke should run off with Han Solo and become a space pirate, which seemed a lot more fun.īesides, Han had Chewbacca, a furry best friend who could rip bad guys limb from limb. He’d be agreeing to do what other people told him to do, and that sounded a lot like the boring life Luke had just escaped on Tatooine. If Luke stayed with the rebels, he’d become a soldier. But I also thought he was making the wrong choice. Watching the end of the original Star Wars as an eight-year-old kid in 1977, I cheered for Luke Skywalker, the Alliance’s new hero. Author Jason Fry traces his love affair with Han Solo’s bucket of bolts over more than 40 years of fandom.
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