I’d Rather Kiss A Wookie

12 February 2010 | 2:02 PM

As an American, male thirtysomething, I’ve probably seen Star Wars more often than I’ve had sex – a concept which is either depressing or impressive, depending on how often you suppose I get laid. Be that as it may, the film’s lasting impact has less to do with the betterment of cinema and almost everything to do with its place in our collective consciousness: to this day, nothing has even come close to supplanting Star Wars as a pop-culture juggernaut. In the late 70’s and early 80’s, the best indicator of societal saturation for a phenomenon could be boiled down to one simple question: could Donnie and Marie Osmond do a parody of it on their variety show? I think the answer speaks for itself:

Kris Kristofferson as Han Solo is brilliant casting, no? Although I’m not entirely sure what Star Wars character Redd Fox is supposed to be an analog for. Incidentally, I’m no Bible scholar, but I’m pretty sure that Paul Lynde dancing with Darth Vader is one of the seven signs of the apocalypse.

Posted by Andy in Comedy = Tragedy + Time