When we saw Star Wars: The Last Jedi on December 28 of this year, that day was notable for three reasons – my brother’s birthday, my wedding anniversary, and 40 years to the day I went to see the first movie in the franchise. 40 years – that’s almost half a century. Amazing. This was back in the day when the UK would get a movie literally months after it’s initial US release. Over the Christmas period, and a little after, it was almost a competition to see how many times you could see it more than your friends. I don’t recall if I beat anyone, but I went to see that movie 13 times in maybe a three week period, staying in the cinema to watch it two or three times in a row. That won’t be happening with the latest in the franchise.
AT THE FOOTHILLS OF MADNESS 