This weekend we watched The People Vs. George Lucas. Netflix streaming is great if you want to watch the sequels of crappy horror movies, but not the originals (Who wants to jump right into Tremors 4?), and/or documentaries.
People is about Star Wars fans. Specifically, those fans and their relationship with Lucas. The older trilogy was life-changing for these people, in a good way. The changes to those old films, and of course, the more recent trilogy, were life changing in a bad way.
The film asks some very interesting questions. Like:
What do artists owe their fans?
Once you create something, does it belong to you, or does it belong to the audience?
The people ranting about the trajectory of Star Wars felt, unequivocally, that Lucas should have listened to their input about the direction of the series.
- No more Jar Jar!
- More light-sabers, less senate redistricting!
- Get some CGI that’s better than Muppet Treasure Island! or Playstation !
- Han shot first!
- Lucas, you’ve become a marketer, not a filmmaker!
- That scene with Jabba that you added back in sucked!
- and so on. and on. and onnnnnnnnnnnn
Lucas essentially says, “No, it’s mine,” and does whatever he wants. Which is certainly his right, but tell that to someone with the Han Solo and Guido scene tattooed on their face.
Neil Gaiman makes a brief appearance and says, (paraphrasing) “Whatever comes out of my head belongs to me. You’re welcome to your opinion, but please leave me alone about art that I create for my own pleasure.”
I thought it was fascinating that Lucas actually seemed immune to feedback.
What say you?
If you don’t care about Lucas and Star Wars–I really don’t care much–just think about any old artist:
What does that artist owe the audience?
I’m on the fence.