I recently watched Episode I on Blu-ray last night and realized something (other than the menu on that disk is incredibly captivating). I remember seeing threads on here with people talking about nostalgia for the OT and how it affects their views of the prequels. But nostalgia is a very real thing for prequel lovers like myself as well. I have to admit that I didn't become a Star Wars fan until around the time the OT Special Editions were being released. I saw the commercials for them on TV and wondered what all the hoopla was about, so I dug out my dad's old Beta copies, (Yes we had a working Betamax player in 1997) popped in A New Hope and BAM, I was hooked from then on. In fact, I remember being wary about watching Empire and Jedi, because I was afraid it was going to undermine the awesomeness of the original (I knew very little about the saga at this point), but I was very not disappointed. At this point, I started collecting the POTF merchandise that was being released, demanded to see the Special Editions (the changes didn't bother me because my love for the films was maybe a month old) and became a SW junkie who wanted more. Two years later, Episode I was released. Now in the two years that I've been a Star Wars fan, I was gobbling up every piece of everything related to the new movie. I remember getting tickets a month before it's release for me, my dad, my cousin and sisters. We were in a packed theater opening weekend, I sat through the movie (even insisting to stay til the end credits because I heard about the Darth Vader breathing sound) and when I left the theater I felt exhilarated. It wasn't at all what I expected, but that was not a bad thing. In fact, I remember leaving noticing that I didn't really remember what the story was about because I was hypnotized by the awesome visuals, stunts and action sequences. So I had to see it a few more times to get it all. But I remember riding my bike (this was before I was a licensed driver) a reasonably long distance every chance I could to see TPM before it left theaters and usually stopping to pick up a piece of merchandise on the way back home if I could afford it. Even saw it during it's holiday charity re-release with a surprising amount of other people who wanted to see it again too. All this came back to mind when I watched this movie again and it was cool to think about again. I went through the pre-TPM motions again as I eagerly anticipated the release of Episode II, again gobbling up every piece of info I could find from the official site and SW Insider and I was pumped for the new movie. I had to travel a little out of town to see it opening day (thankfully I had a car at this point) and caught the afternoon showing before people packed the theater that night. I did enjoy the movie, but felt a little deflated by it. This time it really wasn't what I expected it to be. But at this point, the saving grace of the film was the Expanded Universe content that surrounded it such as Galactic Battlegrounds, Jedi Starfighter and the Dark Horse comic series which I think gave the film a lot more credibility. I saw the film a few more times after that, because the parts I did like blew away the parts I didn't. Again I was collecting the merch, reveling in the awesomeness that was the continuing Clone Wars saga and eagerly awaited Episode III. A couple months before Episode III was released, I was excited that I was finally able to afford a trip to Celebration III (I was too poor to make the first 2). Unfortunately when I arrived in Indianapolis, I started feeling sick and missed a lot of it. Even though more and more things about Episode III were being put out as opening day approached, I was hospitalized and needed major life saving surgery in late April. I pulled through the surgery and after two weeks in a coma, pulled through that too. It sounds strange to some, but one thing that really made me want to regain my strength and health (two weeks in a coma really weakens you) was that I wanted to make opening night of ROTS. I remember watching all sorts of TV spots and commercials for the new movie and the whole "circle is complete" angle that they were going for really pumped me up. My dad even bought me a copy of the novel. It was so hard for me not to pick it up because I didn't want to spoil the movie. I didn't make it to opening night unfortunately but I was out a few days after that. After a few more days of recovering at home, my dad and I finally went to see Revenge of the Sith. And it blew me away! You can follow the rest of the story from here, bought more merchandise, saw the movie a few more times. But I'm willing to bet that I also got the same feeling that a lot of that older generation felt when Return of the Jedi came out. The sad feeling that it's over and the anticipation of awaiting a new movie was gone. I will say now that I do prefer the OT. I think they're simply better films. I never lost touch with what made them so special. Nevertheless, when I watch the SW prequels, I get a major whiff of nostalgia (the haters will probably take advantage of my use of "whiff" there). Each movie came out at a different time of my life and when I watch each one, it takes me back to that period of my life where I used Star Wars as my fantastical escape to another universe when reality got a little too real.