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# Watch all six Star Wars movies at once because you don’t care and the internet killed you
- URL: https://www.killscreen.com/star-wars/
- Published: 2015-06-24T14:33:05.000Z
- Updated: 2015-11-17T17:28:15.000Z
- Description: This Star Wars supercut mirrors the Internet’s panic-attack hell of over-saturation.
- Author: Clayton Purdom
- Tags: News, carly rae jepsen, David Bowie, Guitar Hero, internet hangover, maximalism, star wars, star wars battlefront, Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic II, Star Wars: The Old Republic, #wp, #wp-post, #Import 2024-07-26 09:39

I have a hard time giving a shit about *Star Wars.* This is not because I don’t love *Star Wars*; indeed, [I do love *Star Wars*](http://killscreendaily.com/articles/i-still-believe-destiny/?ref=killscreen.com)! It’s because over the decades it’s all stopped meaning very much. The original imagery is what matters—the utilitarian burst of a lightsaber being activated, the Riefenstahl halls of Imperial might—and at a certain point I saw that imagery plastered over too many things, repurposed too many times. A game like *Star Wars Battlefront* seems quite nice, and all, but being a part of those tableaus is about as exciting as playing another goddamn Bowie song in *Guitar Hero*. The most excited I can get about a *Star Wars* thing is an expanded universe deep cut—some weird new take on what amounts to a shared cultural myth.

And so this video of all six *Star Wars* movies playing over each other is interesting, not because it makes the films new or watchable to me again, but because it mirrors my very exhaustion. (Also, because I just *can’t* with that third movie.) This is sort of what I see every time I see an image from *Star Wars*: I see Hayden Christensen sulking, I see a flash of blaster-fire, I see what might be a low-poly Ebon Hawk taking off from Tatooine, I see the empty movie theater in which I threw popcorn and beer cans around instead of watching *Attack of the Clones.* It’s over-the-top, exhausted, nostalgia-inducing, and deliriously beautiful, in places.

I’m reminded, in its giddy deconstruction, of Dan Deacon’s attempt in the summer of 2012 to ruin Carly Rae Jepsen’s then-ubiquitous “Call Me Maybe” by layering the a capella track over itself 147 times, turning it into a slow-burn noise freakout. But there’s something deeply contemporary about exhaustion-era art, too. At Pitchfork, Meaghan Garvey termed 2015 “[the year of the Internet hangover](http://pitchfork.com/thepitch/773-pc-music-hipster-runoff-and-the-year-of-the-internet-hangover/?ref=killscreen.com),” saying:

> “Digital maximalism” isn’t so much a limitless frontier as our exhausting day-to-day reality. Internet culture feels like it’s reached a critical mass: non-professional bloggers feel like a dying breed, privacy is nonexistent, our most essential social media platforms have grown tedious and rife with harassment, content is branded and SEO-optimized within an inch of its life. Everyone I know is “thinking about deleting Facebook.” We use technology to help us stay away from technology. In short, a predominantly digital existence just doesn’t feel that fun anymore.

What I’m saying, I guess, is that I haven’t even watched this YouTube video that I’m writing about, but I was never gonna anyways. That might be its entire point.