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...Angeles to search out SHOW BUSINESS stories. Getting word of a film that was to be given an unusual Sunday-morning preview in San Francisco, he flew north and was in the theater at 10 a.m., along with several hundred screaming children, a scattering of sci-fi film buffs and Director George Lucas. The first thing Monday morning, Clarke was on the phone to New York, suggesting a major story...
...given it an outsized reputation among film buffs and science fiction addicts-two groups united usually only by their enthusiasm. The first week in April, indeed, 6,000 color transparencies from the film were stolen from the production offices; they are now selling for more than $5 each to sci-fi freaks. Some of the spaceship models used for special effects were later stolen from a workshop, and they too are being advertised on the open market. "Star Wars is the costume epic of the future," says Ben Bova, editor of Analog, one of the leading science fiction magazines...
...moving and talking in 3-D, right into the room. Later, in one of the movie's funniest scenes, Artoo and the wookie play a variant of chess with holographic figures. Instead of a bishop capturing a knight, a little dinosaur jumps a small, ectoplasmic BEM (as sci-fi fans call bug-eyed monsters) and proceeds to devour him. (Losing makes wookies so dyspeptic that Artoo is sagely counseled to let Chewjbacca win.) All science fiction movies these days are measured against Stanley Kubrick's monumental 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968). But even by that standard, Star Wars...
...after half the dorm went donw in flames on the Nat Sci 3 final while Carlo was calmly equating his way through Chem 10, hostilities broke out. One of the hockey players, a monster from South Boston who had really wanted to be a doctor but found it interfered with his slap shot, carried a particularly heavy load home from Father's Six one night and stopped in front of Carlo's door. "Fuckin' wonk, I'm gonna major in psychology now, so there," he announced. The opening salvo fired, he and everyone else whiled away the next four months...
...They said they thought it wasn't an appropriate time to discuss it, and we should just get to business and divide up the rooms in the Science Center. If that's not the time, when is? What am I supposed to do, leave the projectionist's booth in Sci Center C one weekend, knock on the door at B and say to whoever's there, 'Gee, aren't these rules awful...