Bye, Harvey.

R.I.P. Harvey Korman.

Some of my earliest memories are of my whole family sitting down together to watch The Carol Burnett Show (in fact, this is literally the only show I remember all of us making a point to sit and watch together) and all of us laughing until we cried, often as the result of a Harvey Korman and Tim Conway bit (especially when they'd ad-lib and try to mess up the other cast members). And, of course, who can forget his performance as Hedy Hedley Lamarr in Blazing Saddles ("How could he do such amazing stunts... with such little feet?" Thud.)?

Bye, Harvey, and thanks for the many fun times.

Getting Hooked Part 3 - A long time ago, in a department store fairly nearby...

The books: Star Wars (Marvel series) #s 16 through 18 (bagged three-pack).
Bought at: Probably King's Department Store (though maybe Zayre), Bangor, ME.

Like most kids born in the 70s, I was a Star Wars fanatic. If it had Star Wars on it, I didn't just want it, I was convinced I needed it. Toys, games, stickers, notebooks, trading cards, erasers, shampoo, Dixie cups... you name it, we had it in my house somewhere.

So my point here is that Star Wars comics were a pretty easy sell for me. I mean, come on... it's Star Wars and it's comics. Two great tastes that go great together. When you're a little kid, the Reese's Theorem is all the math you need.

It mattered little to me at the time that I only knew the original movie from the storybook and the many Topps card sets, and wouldn't see the the actual film until it premiered on HBO in the early 80s (But I did see Empire in the theater, at least.).

Nor that the established characters and settings seemed a little different from what I was used to seeing elsewhere.

Nor that there were characters in here that I knew weren't in the movie at all.

Well, okay, that last one bugged me a little, even as a small child. One character in particular. Those of you who have read early Star Wars comics know exactly who I'm talking about, so say it with me, class:


Not that he was even that bad a character, really, but even at the tender age of 4, I knew that ol' Lepus greenspaceicus here just wasn't particularly, you know, Star Wars (though in today's post-Jar Jar world, I'm willing to reconsider this point). And to be fair, a lot of these early Marvel issues were decidely un-Star Wars, sort of like they had a drawer full of old Marvel Premiere spec scripts they needed to use somewhere, and Micronauts hadn't come around yet*, so they shoehorned some popular movie characters in beside the space bunny and bam, there's your Star Wars comic book, kiddies.

But as off-model as they may have been, they were still a lot of fun. Issue #16 finds our friends on the run from a particularly bad-ass pre-Boba Fett bounty hunter (he has a skull right there on his armor... that's how mean he is!), and the art is just terrific. Come to find out years later it was drawn by Walt Simonson, who I later became such a fan of that I'm convinced this issue imprinted on me. #17 is a story of Luke on Tatooine, and it always made me wonder why he thought life there was so boring, since this was a pretty big adventure (unless of course this was the one day in his entire moisture farming youth that anything happened at all). And I have to be honest, I don't remember #18 at all, but look at that cover: The Empire Strikes! They don't strike back just yet, obviously, but still, they strike! That had to be exciting! And you get C3PO and Luke re-enacting the Pietà on the cover, so it's educational, too. What's not to love?

So though these weren't perfect extensions of the story, they certainly fulfilled my need for more Star Wars material in any form in which I could get it. Like pizza, even bad Star Wars was still pretty good Star Wars to me back then. Of course, bear in mind that I didn't see the Holiday Special when it originally aired, so my faith in St. George wouldn't be shaken until the Ewok TV movies of the mid-80s.

* Probably unfair, since I love the Micronauts series myself, but still.

Accidental blogcation

Haven't had time to post this week, and we're going to Maine for Memorial Day Weekend, so it'll be at least the middle of next week before we here at Trusty Plinko Stick World Headquarters get up and running again. Thought I'd let you know.

Thanks and happy motoring!

Does whatever an iron can.

(Might be SPOILERY if you haven't seen Iron Man yet. Read at your own risk.)

Okay, Iron Man has been out a few weeks at this point, and most of the rest of the online community has had their say about it already, so there's really nothing new I can bring to the party, but having finally seen it this past weekend, I do want to say this.

Damn, that was fun. More like that, please!

Seriously, there's a lot Hollywood could learn about comic book adaptations from this movie. And the most important thing, I think, is this - don't worry about making a good superhero movie. Make a good movie that happens to be about a superhero. It may sound like semantics, but I think it's actually a very crucial distinction. Special effects are fine and good, but without a good script, a talented cast, and competent direction, all you have is just a video game. A video game we don't even get to play. Who wants that? Give us a good movie, and you'll bring in the comic book fans and the normal people alike.

And speaking of fans, there's a lesson to be learned from Jon Favreau & Co. about including fandom Easter eggs, too. There were plenty here - the 60s cartoon theme as a ring tone, Rhodey's reaction to the other armor, the Roxxon Oil building, possibly even Captain America's shield - but no one called attention to them. They were just hidden in the background waiting to be discovered, like actual Easter eggs. Far too often, superhero movies will go really out of the way to throw a bone at the fanboys; at best it's distracting, but at worst it stops the movie dead for the sake of a joke that most of the audience neither gets nor cares about ("What, Wolverine, you'd prefer we wore yellow spandex?" *WINK!*) Usually when that happens, Erin will lean over to me and ask, "That one was for the nerds, wasn't it?" She didn't do that once in Iron Man, even though there were several background elements that I recognized as references to the comics. Well-played, people.

Huh, looks like I had something to contribute after all. Go me!

Getting Hooked Part 2 - Free Spider-Man

The book: Amazing Spider-Man Aim Toothpaste give-away issue.
Bought at: Either IGA or Doug's Shop 'n Save, Bangor, ME

People have been debating about the effectiveness of Free Comic Book Day ever since its inception. The question at the heart of the issue is both basic and obvious: does giving away free comic books actually help create new comic book readers? Well, getting this book gratis back in the day sure didn't hurt. And my parents bought Aim anyway (in fact, I think they still do), so it's not like anyone had to make any out-of-the-way purchase to put this book into my little hands, either.

Anyway, this was definitely my first Spider-Man comic book. Probably even my first Marvel book, come to think of it. I was already pretty familiar with Spider-Man, though, thanks to his appearances on The Electric Company and the show with Nicholas Hammond (which even by 1980 I knew better from reruns strung together as TV movies than from its original airing), and I was certainly a fan, so getting a whole book with him in it made for some pretty exciting times.

I don't really remember a lot of the story, but I do know that what you see on the cover is more or less exactly what you get. There's some sort of fancy new dental laser drill, the Green Goblin - never one to be slowed down by the fact that he had been killed 7 or 8 years before this comic came out - steals it, Spider-Man stops him. Good wins, evil is punished, I'm sure we all learn a little about proper dental care along the way, and best yet, it was free. Even at age 4, that seemed like a successful day to me.

Quasi-interesting side note: According to the cover, this was an Exclusive Collectors' Edition. No slapdash reprints for Aim toothpaste, folks... this here's fancy. It might look a little fancier without the big X-ed out price oval, but whatever. And hey, according to the ComicBookDB entry, it was written by Marv Wolfman, and drawn by Alex Saviuk & Mike Esposito, so they didn't even farm this out to the interns. Nice!

Lazy Friday YouTube Blogging - PSAs (or, A Yeti & His Money Are Not Easily Parted)

Some Better Business Bureau public service announcements I remember seeing quite a bit during my misspent youth:

Man, the BBB was pretty bossy back in the day!

Getting Hooked Part 1 - Batman #330

The book: Batman #330
Bought at:
Fairmount Market, Bangor, ME

In all likelihood, Batman #330 was not my first comic book ever, but whenever I think back to my earliest comics, it's always the one that pops into my head before any of the others, so I figure it's the best place to start. If there was a single moment where my little brain went "Comics, yes," then this was probably it.

At this point in time, I was already a big Batman fan, thanks to Superfriends, the Filmation cartoons (both the reruns of the 60s toon and the newer episodes with Bat-Mite then airing on Saturday mornings), and most especially the 60s live action Adam West show. And of course, that Batman comics at this time resembled those TV programs in almost no way whatsoever. Robin was in college, Batman was living in the Wayne Enterprises building penthouse, there was no Batphone, and none of the equipment in the cave was labeled at all.

But look at that cover... it perfectly reflects the Batman I knew. The cave and the Batmobile look the same, Batman and Robin are both there, there's a lady on the cover who I thought at the time was a Julie Newmar-ish Catwoman, and Batman is even calling Robin "chum." It all looked right to me. So inevitably, I was a little confused when reading the story inside with my parents. Right off the bat, the lady on the cover wasn't Catwoman, but some woman named Talia. Didn't know who she was, nor did I know anything about her dad, but Batman seemed to like her, so even if Robin didn't, well, I guess she had to be okay (even if I was confused as to why Batman would rather hang out with some icky girl instead of his youthful ward, Dick Grayson).

Adding to the confusion was that one of the villains of the issue (and there are several, as a condemned man has put a $10 million bounty on Batman's head) was a cowboy, so I just assumed it was Shame, the cowboy villain Cliff Robertson played on the TV series, though a little more bloodthirsty and quick with the knives. But nope, it was another guy altogether named - wait for it - The Cowboy. Go figure.

So what I got ended up not resembling that Batman I knew very much at all. But somehow, it didn't matter all that much. Maybe the subtle differences between the different TV shows made it easier to accept, or maybe it just didn't matter because I thought, hey, Batman is Batman, and Batman anything is good. This theory, of course, would be disproved many times over throughout the years, but when you're 4, it's indisputable logic.

Quasi-interesting side note: This issue contains the first superhero Hostess ad I can remember seeing, featuring Wonder Woman. I was excited by the prospect of having a whole other comic to read, but was confused when Wonder Woman beat her enemy with the power of Hostess products. I distinctly remember my older sister having to tell me that it was an ad, and no, superheroes did not typically employ junk food when stopping crime.

Even less interesting side note that I'm going to share anyway: This is, for my money, the greatest Batman logo ever. I must have traced this a few hundred times as a little kid.

Getting Hooked - Prologue

Here's the thing: I don't ever remember not reading comics.

The way my mom tells it, I learned to read early, when I was 3 and a half or so, and moved passed the Dick & Jane type stuff quickly. They wanted reading material that was a little more advanced for me, and I was drawn to these magazines I'd see at the store with colorful pictures of people I liked to watch on TV - Bugs Bunny, the Superfriends, Richie Rich, etc. - so my parents figured comics were a great compromise. So I guess what I'm saying is blame them.

Okay, fine, not really. I guess that sticking with this little hobby of ours for - crikey! - 29 years now might be at least a little bit my fault.

Anyhow, there's been a lot of talk in the past month on the various comics-related blogs and websites about the books that made long time comic book readers out of kids who maybe otherwise could have lived normal lives. And the weird thing is, having started so young, I don't remember any one stand-out moment that made me say, "These are interesting, I must seek out more," since I don't ever recall not having at least a few well-read, inevitably coverless comics or Mad issues lying around the house. By the time we reached the event that kickstarted the interest of a lot of the comics readers of my generation - the TV commercial for G.I. Joe #1 - I had already been into comics for several years.

So although I have no clear memory of what my very first comic was, that's not to say I don't remember a lot of those early comics. There are maybe half a dozen or so that I remember pretty vividly, in fact. Sounds like the fodder for a semi-regular blog series to me. So let's talk about some comics, huh?

Three Cool Things

  1. SPACED on DVD! Whoo! And about damn time, too! And it's not even that horribly overpriced as BBC series collections go.
  2. This t-shirt. WANT!
  3. The infamous musical It's a Bird, It's a Plane, It's Superman to be performed at the Arlington Center for the Arts in Arlington, MA, in June. On purpose!

Monday Night Cartoons: The Dot and the Line

For no other reason than because I happened to find it on YouTube (and because it's really, really good), here's one of my very favorite Chuck Jones cartoons, The Dot and the Line: A Romance in Lower Mathematics:

I had actually forgotten that this was from his MGM period. Might explain why I've had so much trouble finding it over the years.

The Dig List: 5/11/08

Short reactions to some things I've read (and one thing I've heard) lately. Possible spoilers, so let's be careful out there.

DC Universe #0 - Not particularly bad in a technical sense, per se, but it didn't make me want to read any of the series it was pimping (well, maybe I'll eventually get around to Legion of 3 Worlds, but I'm not sure), and it pretty much confirmed that I'm still not interested in most of what's going on in the mainstream DCU these days, so as advertainment goes, it pretty much fails. I did think the subtle changes in the look and feel of the narrative captions over the course of the issue were a great effect, though. So there's that.

Invincible Iron Man #1 - Initially, I only picked it up to see if Fraction was going to continue any plot threads from The Order, and he sort of does, but there's a lot more to like about this book, too, mostly in the form of the lead character himself. Fraction's Tony Stark is like a Greatest Hits version of the character: still a playboy, but also an official Wile E. Coyote - SUPER GENIUS type of guy who literally never stops dreaming up new ideas or planning for what he hopes is every contingency. And also, Fraction's Pepper Potts is still one of the best supporting characters not currently featured in Blue Beetle that you'll find in comics today. Great all around, and I'll be back for more... maybe even monthly. I haven't said that about an Iron Man book it about 15 to 20 years.

Little Things: A Memoir in Slices - More autobio from Jeffrey Brown, though this time his vignettes aren't tied together by any central theme or event. These literally are a collection of mostly unrelated little happenings, and the end result is pretty scattershot. I still enjoyed the book, and I remain a fan of the way he continues to prove that even the most mundane lives have moments worthy of recording for posterity, but I prefer his work more when it tells an actual story, not just a clumping of random anecdotes. Worth checking out if you're a fan, though.

FCBD Marvel Adventures Iron Man & Hulk & Spider-Man - It's a Marvel Adventures book featuring the three title characters (and Ant-Man) taking on the Mandarin (and a giant, immortal ant guardian) in the ruins of Machu Picchu, written by Jeff Parker and Paul Tobin. Yeah, look, if you like fun superhero comics, you're gonna need this. And get extras to give to any kids you know while you're at it. Watching Spider-Man trying to explain Trilogy of Terror alone is worth the price of admission. And since the book was free, you're getting like a thousand times the value out of said price of admission.

Blue Beetle #26 - I was worried that having to flip back and forth between the all-Spanish language story and the English script in the back would make for an annoying read, but it ended up working out alright, and unsurprisingly for this book, what we got was a nice little story about family. I love that, so far, even the fill-in writers all understand exactly what makes the book work and don't tinker with the formula. And it's easy to see why Jaime's mom is such a great character, because her mother is pretty awesome, too. The issue features some great art by Mike Norton, as well, though one portion was a little confusing for me... Traci 13 is communicating astrally with Jaime while she's physically playing with his baby cousins, though the art doesn't differentiate between corporeal Traci and spectral Traci, so she looks like she's in two places at once. That little quibble aside, a great package all around.

FCBD Comic Book Diner - An anthology of kid friendly strips and stories from the Kids Love Comics collective. Not everything is great, but A.) I'm not the target audience here, and an actual kid (as opposed to little old manchild me) might like more of it; and B.) it's got Patrick the Wolf Boy, Amelia Rules, and Buzzboy in, and that's enough good for three whole comics right there, so there's more to like that not with this one.

Mike Doughty - Golden Delicious - I've been a big fan of Doughty since his Soul Coughing days (and not just because we share a last name, though I think he pronounces it "Doe-tee," and I find it sad he goes through life say his own name wrong), but I've found in the past few years that I like his solo work even more. And while not quite as great as his his previous record, Haughty Melodic, there's a lot of goodness to obsess over here. He seems to be revisiting some of his Soul Coughing work, actually, dipping back into some of the hip hop, funk, and, well, I guess you can only call it "spoken jazz" that influenced that earlier work. But it doesn't feel like just another SC record, thankfully. He's definitely revisiting the past for the sake of making something new here. "Fort Hood" and "27 Jennifers" will be the ones to get the airplay, but just about everything here is worth your listening time. And if you can, try and get a copy of the accompanying EP, Busking... just the man and his guitar playing for folks in a subway station. Even stripped down, material like "Looking at the World From the Bottom of a Well" works very, very well.

Pretty Sketchy: Squarecat by Jennifer Omand

Squarecat, the, well, square cat alter ego of cartoonist Jennifer Omand, who does an autobio web strip called, you guessed it, Squarecat Comics. This was sketched on the inside of the Squarecat Comics Vol. 1 collection and acquired in person at the first (and last) Wizard World Boston in 2005.

Steak, presents... it was really a perfect weekend.

April made one last, desperate stab at trying to mess up life at least a little, but the birthday weekend (or more appropriately, the weekend after the birthday, at which time it was actually convenient to celebrate) was a pretty fab time.

Friday night Erin and I went out to dinner at a quasi-fancy place in Providence (thanks to a gift card to the place that her mom suddenly decided she didn't need), both to celebrate my birthday and the fact that we have been ruining each other's lives for 10 whole years now (this latter milestone actually occurred in March, and was originally going to be celebrated on our ill-fated NYC trip last month). Steak and the finest mashed potatoes known to man were consumed, along with some fine alkyhol, other veggies, and desert, and very little of it on our dime, which is always the best sort of meal to have. I'm decidedly unsuave and if possible, actually anti-sophisticated, so I always feel ill at ease in nice restaurants, but I'm willing to put up with a lot of personal discomfort and anxiety for a free steak. And at least I know which fork to use and when, even if I look vaguely spastic doing so.

Saturday morning was spent gathering Free Comic Book Day swag at the local Newbury Comics location (for the unfamiliar, despite the name, NC is more of a record store than a comics shop, but they do still carry comics as a sideline, and even if they don't go all out for FCBD, they at least put out a nice spread of the books, keep them in a prominent spot, and are friendly to deal with), and then helping Erin get the house ready for my birthday part that night. About half the people we expected ended up being unable to come due to illness, exhaustion, or whatever (this was the last gambit in April's all-out-attack on our lives), but we still had a good mix of family and friends. Pizza was eaten, beers consumed, baseball watched, and when the older folks left, Wii was played well into the night. When I'm lying in the gutters, strung out on my hardcore Mario Kart addiction, you'll be able to trace my downfall back to this Saturday night.

And Sunday was... well, I worked Sunday, and early at that, but as a result I was home early enough to enjoy dinner with the fam for once, and a night of online Mario Karting, which only furthered me along the path to dependency. Honestly, if I didn't have a toddler so fond of early morning wake-up yelling, I'd be playing right now. Or watching the Doctor Who Season 3 DVDs Erin got me. I'm telling you, there's not enough time in the day to live a real life and still squeeze in my pop culture needs, too.

But nope... with a tummy full of the last of the cake and a near-perpetual yawn, I'm off to bed. 'Night!

Grand Theft Mario

Got this for my birthday.

It's probably because I'm caught up in that first flush of new love - a feeling that no video game has been able to produce in such a very long time - but I might like this better than breathing. But even after I move past the ridiculous hyperbole stage, I'm still going to love this to near-Ms. Pac-Man levels. It may even surpass it. And I loves me some Ms. Pac-Man.

(Oh, that sounds wrong. Nothing to see here, horribly misdirected visitors from Google. Please go home now.)

Also, it helps that I have friends my own age that I can play online with, so I don't have to deal with the shame of getting schooled by profane Southern tweens or 8 year olds in Yokohama if I don't want to, which is always nice.

And of course, vehicular manslaughter is always more fun when it involves turtle shells or Bob-ombs.

Lazy Sunday Previews Blogging - Part the Second

In which we continue looking at comical books of note listed in the May edition of Previews.

:01 (First Second)
Robot Dreams - It's about a dog that makes friends with a robot, and then needs to go in search of new friends when the robot accidentally rusts itself to a stop. Oh, and the rusted robot dreams longingly of his lost doggy friend. Could be too precious to stand, could be too awesome for words. Definitely something I'll check out at some point, though.

Amaze Ink/Slave Labor Graphics
Halo & Sprocket Vol. 2: Natural Creatures TPB - This sequel to Kerry Callen's mini about a robot, an angel, and the girl who is attempting to teach them both about humanity, is LONG overdue, and I'm very glad to see it. Can't actually afford to get it this month, but I'll be sure to read it eventually.
Evil Twin Comics
Comic Book Comics #2
- The first issue had me convinced that when this series is said, done, and collected, it'll eventually be to the history of comics what McCloud's Understanding Comics is to form and Eisner's Comics and Sequential Art is to technique.

Love & Rockets New Stories #1 - Penny Century finally gets her superpowers, and of course everything falls apart. Xaime doing his own take on a superhero story is something I definitely want to see, but this strikes me as the sort of evergreen item I'll be able to pick up whenever, since Fanta is (generally) pretty good about keeping the various works of Los Bros. in print.

Harper Collins
Zot Vol. 1: The Complete Black & White Stories 1987 to 1991 - At long last, something I've been waiting years and years for finally comes back in to print and in an affordable format to boot (take notes, Dark Horse). The fact that they're labeling this Volume 1 makes me hope they'll collect the original color issues, too, but one bit at a time. This is my Priority A #1 Must Buy of the month. Just the Earth stories alone would make it that, though... to get so much of the rest is a big time journey into bonus land.

IDW Publishing
Doctor Who Classics Vol. 1 - Don't know if I have the interest in buying this, but it's great to see IDW collecting this series, as it makes an affordable alternative to the ridiculously spendy Panini editions, and with better production values to boot. Nice.

Top Shelf
Too Cool To Be Forgotten
- New Alex Robinson original graphic novel. Based on how good Tricked and Box Office Poison were, I can't imagine this'll be anything but equally excellent. But with the Zot book competing for my dollars, I don't think I can swing it this month. An eventual purchase to be certain, but it may have to wait for now, sadly.

What's the matter, President Reagan?

Blame Tegan.

Lazy Sunday Previews Blogging - Part the First

Everyone else has already done it, but I've never seen a bandwagon yet that I didn't hop on well after the fact, so here's what looked interesting to me in the May Previews (for books shipping in July, except for Dark Horse, who are probably advance soliciting everything for December 2013 at this point). This isn't all stuff I'm buying, necessarily, but also just some things worth noting for good or ill.

Dark Horse
MySpace Dark Horse Presents TPB Vol. 1 - I'm glad to see they're collecting some of the content from Dark Horse's MySpace presence, a lot of which have been really excellent, but I'd mostly just be buying this for Joss Whedon and Fabio Moon's Sugarshock, and $20 for one story is just too much. Maybe if they'd just put out a one-shot issue instead.

Blue Beetle #26 - New writer Matthew Sturges steps into some pretty huge and talented shoes. I hope he's up to it!

Ambush Bug Year None #1 - I mean, come on, I have to buy a new Ambush Bug book. That's a given.

Billy Batson and the Magic of Shazam #1 - Herobear & the Kid's Mike Kunkel writing and drawing Captain Marvel? Yes, please. I'll take two, so I can give one to Liam.

Tiny Titans #6 - Art Balthazar drawing the Tiny Titans version of Blue Beetle... yeah, I'm gonna need that.

Liberty Comics: A CBLDF Benefit Book
- I love these all-star talent benefit books, and as the Gordon Lee case proved, the CBLDF is a good institution to support, so it's a win-win.

Witchblade Vol. 1 - Witch Hunt - Never been much of a Witchblade fan, but word on the street is that Ron Marz really turned this Boob War book around and made it something kinda readable. Also, this first trade of his run? Five bucks. Less with the DCBS discount. Six issues at that price, I can try it.

Marvel Adventures Super Heroes #1
- Marvel Adventures books are fun. Stories written by Paul Tobin are fun. Hercules stories are fun. I don't see much wrong with this.

Fantastic Four: True Story #1 - I love Paul Cornell's Doctor Who writing, and I imagine he'll do a terrific job with the FF. Probably wait for the trade, though.

Mini Marvels Digest Vol. 1: Rock Paper Scissors - About time they started collecting these strips! Lots of good fan humor in this one... might be a bit hard to follow if you're not up on some Marvel minutiae, but if you are, this should be a tough item to pass up.

Patsy Walker: Hellcat #1 - This mini by Kathryn Immonen sounds fun, as does the three-parter in Marvel Comics Presents she did with her hubby, Stuart. I'm waiting for the trade, though, in the hopes they collect all that together.

X-Men: First Class #14 - Machine Man! Woot! Also, they're finally listing the Colleen Coover back-up strips in the solicit. Thank you, Marvel! That definitely helps me make my decision where this book is concerned.

This is going long... I'm glad I have no intention of buying a lot of this stuff, or else we'd be eating nothing but SpaghettiOs for months. Let's do the back-half a little later, okay? Meet you back here then.

Lazy Thursday YouTube Blogging: Preach On, Billy Dee!

The birthday was very nice, thanks. Gifts were opened, cake was eaten, and 1080 Snowboarding was eventually downloaded via the Wii Virtual Console, so it was a good day.

But April still has left me pretty beaten down on the whole, so here's all I can muster up tonight: The Ewok Gospel:

I find this especially funny because my family went to a Unitarian-Universalist church for a while when I was a kid, and Star Wars managed to make its way into the sermon on a couple of different occasions. No one ever broke into song about Wicket W. Warrick, and we were certainly never graced with the presence of Cloud City's Baron Administrator, but still, this sort of thing isn't as impossible as you'd think.