I hate to be a sci-fi Grinch, but enough already with the Star Wars.
You can’t turn on a TV this month without a craggy Harrison Ford, a sappy “Force Awakens” news report, or some painfully-strained product tie-in popping up.
I mean, Chewbacca Coffee-mate? Really??? Sorry, but I hate my cup o’ joe when it’s chewie.
Our industry’s no better. Motorola/Lenovo continued its droid depredation with a new “Force Awakens” Turbo 2 smartphone; HP released a “Star Wars Special Edition” notebook, yours for a mere starting price of $700; and Haier is promising a real-size R2-D2 moving refrigerator at CES, replete with built-in video projector. (OK, now that actually sounds cool.)
Don’t get me wrong, I get Star Wars, and my geek cred is beyond reproach:
*saw the original film on opening day in Times Square;
*met George Lucas at a Smithsonian Star Wars exhibit;
*was a guest at Skywalker Ranch (long story).
A close encounter at the Smithsonian
Point is, I’ve earned the right to complain, even if Amy Poehler hasn’t. So keep your Darth Vader toasters, your ludicrous car commercials, and your $4,000 Millennium Falcon Pottery Barn beds.
I could go on, but I gotta get on line now for “Force Awakens” tickets.
