ST Carrie Fisher (Leia Organa) in the ST

Yes, that's true about the sleeves. I was thinking that perhaps she was wearing a robe with sleeves that end halfway or three quarters down her arm. But the more I think about it, the more I'm thinking it could be an undergarment, like some people here are saying. I just don't think it's her full costume.

As for why they wouldn't be sitting around in the open air in their costumes, Mark has said it himself many times—drones. There is no "closed set" if they are sitting around outside, in what looks like a parking lot. If it were my movie, I would have no problem with that, but according to Mark, TPTB are being extreme about secrecy. I believe he used the word pathological to describe the secrecy on set.

Anyway, I have no skin in this game. I don't care what Leia wears in the next movie as long as it's a) flattering to Carrie, and b) appropriate for the story.

 

Warwick Davis ‏@WarwickADavis 28 de dez

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It's been an honour to share memories of #CarrieFisher... Here's a special, personal photo from the wrap party of #StarWars #ReturnOfTheJedi

 

Bittersweet in hindsight, but here is a precious video of Billie showing the apple doesn't fall far from the tree:
http://www.someecards.com/entertainment/celebrities/billie-lourd-debbie-reynolds-impression/

 

I think I must be the only person who feels worse for Todd than for Billie. Of course it's a crushing loss for both of them, and they both lost their mother. But Todd also lost a sister, which to me anyway, is a closer relationship than a grandmother.

I've lost people close to me when I was young and also more recently now that I'm getting older. And for me, the more recent losses are harder to take. Because now I understand what the loss really means, much better than I did when I was young. When I was young there was a certain blissful ignorance about how huge and permanent the losses were going to be. Plus I was young, with all the fringe benefits that accompany youth. As you get older, and bits of your life start falling away, each new loss comes down like a sledgehammer and you understand exactly what you've lost.

So my prayers go out to both of them, but I have a special empathy for Todd.

 

Caustic Carrie at her best, presenting Lucas with his lifetime award:

 

I think Leia's absence could still be felt pretty powerfully through Luke, and done in a respectful way. I could see a scene where, say Kylo is redeemed, and Luke tells him something like "Your mother is very proud of you." Or some other indication that he's in contact with her through the Force, even if he ends up a Force ghost himself.

Or perhaps at the beginning of IX, Luke can't sense her through the Force and doesn't know why. Her absence is a mystery, and at a crucial moment near the end, her voice is heard or her image appears to someone like Kylo or Luke. Or we get a "Leia Ex Machina" and she causes something major to happen.

However they do it, there's so much wiggle room with the Force involved.

 

You guys and gals know they are made to wear robes on top of their costumes when they are not on set, yeah? Mark Hamill talked about this.

http://www.comingsoon.net/movies/ne...ervice-star-wars-spy-drones-and-more#/slide/1

And Leia only wore one ring in TFA. In the photo, Carrie is wearing two. A previously unseen one in the traditional ring or wedding ring position on the left hand, and of course the two stone one we saw in TFA on the right hand.

 

Well, Rian installed an anti-drone system to combat the previous problem during VII. So maybe they were able to be a little freer on set.

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In case anyone is curious, it seems 20/20 is going to air a special episode tomorrow night on Carrie and Debbie.

 

That brought tears to my eyes...
Again

 

I've been imagining for a while now that Leia sees her redeemed son again at the end of IX and hearing them say something like that to each other. With a little cgi and unused footage from VIII, this could still happen, I guess.

 

I love it.

 

wow I just realized something, Episode VIII comes out like 12 days before the 1st anniversary of Carrie's tragic passing.

 

That will certainly give new meaning to the 12 Days of Christmas

 

2016.

One hell of a year....and I mean in a bad way.

My first memory of seeing a motion picture is in 1977 when I saw Star Wars at the Uptown in Washington, D.C. I was taken to it by my mother. My mother loved going out to see films but most of all she loved taking her three children to see movies with her. As a single mother she didn't just hand us off to other family members or babysitters to free her up to check out movies on her own. She instead found films we could see as a family. So I suppose it was a no-brainer for her to think of Star Wars as an obvious outing for another family trip to the movie theaters.

To this day certain scenes are still stuck in my mind from my initial viewing of what is now known as A New Hope. The very audible gasps from the theater audience as the Star Destroyer, the Devastator, filled the screen for what seemed like forever in the opening shot. That jawa peaking out in the corner of the screen during R2's solo journey across the red-looking surface of Tatooine. The first glimpses of the literal alienness of Mos Eisley. Kenobi's brave man-to-man confrontation with that dark foreboding character who frightened me (Vader). That final jubilant medal ceremony. And that memorable "galaxy far, far away" moment known as the Binary Sunset scene which made such a powerful impression upon me that I chose its image as the photo for my avatar.

But I vividly remember Leia too. She was the first human face I can recall seeing in the film, or perhaps the first one that stood out. She was the first of our main heroes to be introduced. She was the first character I learned to care about (in any movie) after she was placed into captivity by the evil Empire. The first structure known as a movie plot that I can recall being absorbed by as a viewer was the one that centered around her so-called rescue by the film's other heroes. Even her themes music, which I wasn't aware at the time was her actual theme music, immediately worked its magic on me to such an extent that whenever I heard it years later it would trigger such a warm and nostalgic response within me.

And there was that moment that Luke first sees Leia when he enters her cell. I vividly recall how Carrie Fisher was stretched out across that cell bench, looking so carefree. It was maybe the first time that, as a little boy, I had a red-blooded recognition of the beauty of the opposite sex. As Luke said...."she's beautiful."

She was. She was also bold. Quick witted. Tough. Opinionated. Smart. Strong. These characteristics weren't all evident to my young developing mind when I first saw the movie, but over the years as I kept revisiting and revisiting and revisiting this masterpiece, I was able to form a more complete picture of how well-rounded a character Princess Leia was, all of which was reinforced or enhanced by the two following films of the trilogy.

I won't lie. I didn't actively keep up with Carrie Fisher's career outside of Star Wars. I mostly knew her through that one single role. Nonetheless she had a strong enough hold on me that whenever a movie she appeared in was being broadcast on TV I would tune in to get a glimpse of her. Of course she would be playing other characters but she was always Leia to me.

Thanks to my movie-loving mother I became a Star Wars fan for life. The Star Wars franchise remains my favorite movie franchise of all time and that meant Carrie would always a hold special place in my heart. Along with Mark and Harrison and others she was I suppose part of my movie family as silly as that may sound. I had "known" her far longer than most people who are dear to me at this present time.

On January 1st of this year my mother passed away after a near two-year battle with ALS. It was a surreal and extremely painful moment to say the least and It pretty much led to my absence on this and other sites for nearly a year. As I hinted at above I inherited my love for movies in general and Star Wars in particular from my mother. Movies still entice me, still draw me in. And despite some disappointment in Star Wars films following in the original trilogy, I am still a sucker for onscreen tales that take place in a Galaxy Far, Far Away. When Rogue One opened I was there opening night (Thursday) and I walked out of the theater thinking that that was the most I enjoyed a SW picture since seeing Return of the Jedi back in 1983 which coincidentally was the last time I saw a SW movie with my mother. Would my mom have loved this film too? Perhaps. Probably. I had to see it again that same weekend so I went back to where it all started for me : the Uptown theater in Washington DC, still going strong, where my mom introduced me to the franchise all those years ago. Just as it was with the first viewing of Rogue One days before, I could hear the giddy audible gasps of my fellow moviegoers near the conclusion when the computer generated image of nineteen year old Carrie Fisher, MY Leia, hit the screen for those precious few seconds. As the music swelled and the credits started, the crowd erupted in applause. What a fitting, final image to what was ultimately a film tribute to the original trilogy.

Who could have guessed that just a short time later that final image would come to mean so, so much more.

The death of Carrie Fisher has hit me harder than any other celebrity who died in 2016, even more so than Prince. It's not that I was a bigger fan of Carrie than I was of Prince, it was just that I had known her much longer and she helped shaped my childhood. The only death that affected me more this year was of course my mom's. Her death at the beginning of this year and Carrie's so close to the end of 2016 serve as some form of terrible bookend for myself. Maybe they represent the final extinction of any childhood residue in my mind, in my heart. I hope not. Whatever the reason I think going forward I will think of my mom whenever I see Leia when I rewatch these films. And after reading the heartbreaking testimony over the last 36 hours about Carrie and her struggles and triumphs in life, I suppose I will finally see Carrie when I get around to viewing those movies again, and not just the iconic royal highness she portrayed.

RIP Carrie and Princess Leia

RIP Mom


2016....just go away already.

 

Well said . Sorry about your mom .

 

I think it's time for me to pour my heart about my memories of seeing Leia.

When I was a kid, I was merely a casual viewer of Star Wars, never once believing I would ever be a fan. I thought these films were a nostalgic relic of a generation before me, not realizing I was born the year ROTJ came out. I would see these films once in a blue moon in the years prior to the launch of the Prequel Trilogy, but even then, I will say that two characters stood out to me above all else; Darth Vader and Princess Leia. Leia stood out to me in particular because she was the first female lead I was ever exposed to who was a real badass, and the first fictional Princess at that. It was particularly amusing to me that once she got rescued (the image of Princesses I had back then was that of damsels in distress), she immediately took control of things, and even went from being the rescuee to the rescuer. From there, she displayed the same toughness and leadership that commanded respect from the Rebel Alliance throughout the saga, as well as the admiration of fans over the course of nearly 40 years. In fact, I would best describe Leia as Lara Croft before there was a Lara Croft. My favorite Leia moment of all time still remains her killing Jabba the Hutt.

To this day, Leia remains my favorite female character in Star Wars (and most certainly in my top 10 overall), one of my top 3 favorite fictional Princesses (along with Kitana from Mortal Kombat and The Legend of Zelda's titular character) and Star Wars clearly will have a void impossible to fill without the woman who brought this character to life. Like Tatooine Twilight Twins, I never followed Carrie Fisher's career outside of Star Wars, yet, because of my attachment to Star Wars, Fisher's passing hit me the hardest out of all the celebrity deaths we had this year...and this year took away Nick Menza, the former drummer for one of my favorite bands.

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Just got poured through the door via Taxi after 36 hours plus (I think... forgive me as I am loaded up on various and copious 'amounts of f+++ it alls' but as they were overflowingly busy, I offered to give up my bed there. They cathed my heart (so I can barely use my right arm) and I got a 'cool' DVD of my (thankfully) living heart.

In honor of our Princess, I can give a firm double barreled one fingered salute to 2016, and tell it it cant take ALL of us.

 

Glad to see you're doing ok. Now stay that way.

 

Up all night - read "The Princess Diarist" .. and ah.

 

Loving the three guys at 00:35 on the right side of the crowd doing some lightsabre battling to pass the time. (or is it two guys battling and then one going between them?)
I mean, I know its a vigil and everything, but that many lightsabres on one place definately calls for some action

 

Traditional in western europe/US since ~1500's (thanks Tudors). Other cultures and Eastern Orthodox wear the wedding ring on the right hand.