Why I want to be Princess Leia / “Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side.”

Hallo all!

I feel the time has come to explain why I often tack “Organa Solo” onto the end of my name, why my guitar is named “Leia,” and why I frequently twist my hair into double-bagels in the shower. (Just kidding…about the last one.)

For those of you who have a functioning social life, here’s some minimal info about the butt-kicking, blaster-wielding heroine of the Star Wars trilogy.

Leia’s birth name is Leia Amidala Skywalker. She was the daughter of Anakin Skywalker (who becomes Darth Vader–asthmatic, bucket-head dude) and Padme Amidala (aka. Natalie Portman in a colourful ensemble of costumes). Her twin brother is Luke Skywalker (the Luke of “Luke…I am your father.”).

“I have a shiny head.”

Anyway, Luke and Leia are separated at birth and hidden away from their evil father. Leia is brought up by the King and Queen Organa of the planet Alderaan, which is how she gets to be a Princess (NB. an alternative to marrying Prince Willy). When she grows up, she gets involved with the Rebel Alliance: an underground civilian force resisting the rule of the Emperor and his boy-toy, Vader. Eventually she gets captured by Vader and has to be rescued by…

…her brother, Luke…

…and her future lover, Han Solo.

Leia’s most famous for keeping her hair in a style that resembles pastry, and her gold bikini stint in Episode VI. But her best moments are singlehandedly strangling ol’ Jabba the Hutt, sneaking into Jabba’s base disguised as a bounty hunter, flying a hover-bike, befriending the Ewoks, surviving torture by syringe at Vader’s hands, and generally being everything but a damsel in distress.

As I’ve spent the last few days gearing up for the final month-and-a-half before exams, and have only 7 more weeks of glorious revision to look ahead to, I am probably at the peak of my “wishing I were a heroine of some epic battle” syndrome. Be honest: it’s hit you at some point before. (If you are a dude, substitute “hero” for “heroine”.) We all want to have a role in a magnificent tale. It’s why we are all chasing something or other in our daily lives. Something more :-)

For this guy, his dream was to invent a world where giant spaceships shoot lasers at each other in outer space. And millions of people loved it.

George Lucas in his pre-grey days.

I mean, who wouldn’t want to have a conversation like this?

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2 comments

    1. Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it. And thanks for the pingback on the Amelie review too :) I am a bit of a Star Wars fan, yes ;-P Keep up the writing on your end too!

      xx

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