If I ever have the resources and technology to do so, I promise I will personally strip mine all the alternate universes of their precious entertainment and turn Earth Prime into a vision of media paradise.
I think the era of the prequels was supposed to be one in which the galaxy was much wealthier or more prosperous, things were "cleaner" and sleeker. Think 1920s Berlin vs. 1970s East Berlin or late-Roman Carthage vs. post-Vandals-invasion Carthage. One day you've still got some nice Roman chariotracing in the big stadiums. Twenty to forty years later, your city is a bunch of farmers trying to scrape by along with a few seedy trade ports and taverns.
The recharacterization of Tatooine, from a bleak Western wasteland inspired by George Lucas's childhood in California's Great Central Valley, to a pod-racing wonderland filled with farting cartoon creatures, never sat well with me. I know this process began with Jedi, but how can the place be the furthest spot from the galaxy's bright center when all this zippety stuff is going on? I know Luke talked about shooting womp rats and racing with Biggs, but you never got the sense all this wacky carnival activity was going on around the corner.
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