It's hard to point to exactly what makes me love it so much. The series' boundless optimism and energy is so uplifting, even when Anakin is murdering younglings; you know that he will eventually atone ... well, kind of*. Then there's the witty banter between Leia and Han, just a bit of the insanely quotable dialogue that I know better than things I've written myself. You've also got the thousands of conversations I've had, discussing the finer points of morality and sacrifice into the wee hours of the night. Hell, just the other day, Three and I used Star Wars as an example of how science fiction and fantasy are dominated by men, and before that, a fellow comic book lover and I argued whether or not the selfless attitude of the Jedi was actually their undoing**. It's actually quite amazing if you think about it; a little independent film became a cultural force.
Perhaps that is what it is about Star Wars that makes it so special to me. Someone dreamed up a story so grand that it touched so many people and began to legitimize fandom all the way back in the 70s. A part of me thinks that, if someone as goofy as George Lucas can be successful making his movie his way, then maybe one day, I can do the same.
BACK TO CHALLENGE
* Throwing your old boss down a reactor chute doesn't really make up for slaughtering innocent children, but hey, he tried.
** My opinion? It totally was. If you only spend your time thinking of others, you drain yourself too much to actually do it effectively. However, if you only care about yourself, then guess what? You remove any good will from anyone around you and end up on your own.