So begins the real-life hero's journey of Jedi Knight wannabe Tony Pacitti. In this hilarious coming-of-age memoir, Tony shows how Star Wars has served as a source of comfort, guidance, and wisdom in his life. From the first thunderous boom of John William's score, seven-year-old Tony takes on Star Wars as his moral compass, his mentor, even his psychologist. Like his hero Luke Skywalker, Tony must then overcome Stormtrooper bullies, Lando turncoats, and Emperor Palpatine authority figures and embrace his own geekiness to grow into a man worthy of riding shotgun with Chewie.
With the sense of humor of Han Solo, the willpower of Luke Skywalker, and the wisdom of a (much younger) Yoda, Pacitti uses the Force to follow his heart, overcome obstacles, and live a life worthy of a Jedi knight, endearing Star Wars fans everywhere in the process!
This was a very fast read for me and I enjoyed it as a story of someone growing up in the nineties-which I enjoyed comparing to my own life and growing up in the sixties. As for myself, I became a Star Trek fan from watching the original series on TV. When Star Wars came along, I enjoyed the movies, but felt they were not quite up to the level of Star Trek and they were dumbed-down "sci-fi" compared to SF books as written by Heinlein, Clarke, Frank Herbert, and many others. The main point about the book is that it was not heavy on Star Wars, but more about growing-up influenced by Star Wars. I was not surprised that Pacitti was turned off by the prequels... but I wonder how he feels about the new Star Wars movies which are coming out now....
When I got this book I said: I'm only past the prologue, and already I'm in love with this book! It's like I have found my long lost brother.
How Could I have been so wrong?????
Tony Pacitti reads like the emotionally stunted 14 year old that he is...but that's probably unfair to emotionally stunted 14 year olds. Slinging profanity like a kid just reaching the leading edge of puberty and trying to sound tough and cool, Pacitti weaves a tale that is neither unique nor compelling. The classic George Lucas film from which his memoir takes its title and major conceit is merely a background character in the lackluster story of a kid coming of age in a way that is neither interesting nor particularly cathartic. The brief tales of his decidedly embarrassing sexual conquests seem more brag than story arc, as if the author is rallying that element of the SF populace who think they will never attract a member of the opposite sex.
This is the same old claptrap you've heard from other bitter fanboys around the world. If you like Star Wars, you've probably got a friend like this...and I'm sorry for you. Do what I did: Break ties with them.
The only thing that makes this story particularly compelling or even salable apart from the fact he was apparently the only one who thought to write it down and get it published (if not edited, there are some pretty glaring grammatical errors), are the prologue and the afterward. Those were particularly touching. If you're tempted to read Pacitti's self-gratifying ramblings, pick this book up in the book store, read the foreword and afterward, and put it down with the knowledge you've read the best parts. Otherwise, don't bother.
I gave this book 2 stars, but one of them was for George Lucas.
This book starts so wonderfully. Then it smacks you in the face with a plot twist into a sea of mediocrity. The main character is an avid Star Wars fan, spending the introduction and first chapter explaining how it shaped his life, gave him confidence, something to believe in and look forward to, etc. Then it abandons Star Wars all together and starts talking about his childhood and preteen struggles. No life changing or traumatizing events. He just isn't popular. He talks about how everyone hates him and how he hates everyone, and how he slowly struggles to make friends until he becomes more and more popular, and essentially has the blandest life ever. He isn't even that relatable, so it makes the book all the more hard to get through. When it does talk about Star Wars, the book begins to seem like it isn't a waste of time, but only does so for half a chapter until the main character goes right ahead talking about his awful life again. Eventually, he gets to the point where he hates Star Wars, his one true love, and becomes a grouchy middle aged man. The book does get better around the epilogue, but, by then, reading the book will have already proven to be an inadequate use of your time.
The alternate title of this book could be "I Liked Star Wars Before It Was Star Wars: A Hipster's Guide to Hating the Prequels."
Having said that, I did read it in one day--nonstop. I enjoyed it, don't get me wrong. The points about the films were poignant and clearly written by a fanboy. The life lessons were easy to relate to and familiar as hell.
They just didn't seem to coincide. I was promised a memoir of how a boy used Star Wars to get through his rough life. In this book, a rough life is apparently getting laid and dumping chicks, smoking pot getting a book deal.
The anecdotes ran something like this: "And that's what happened in 8th grade. Then a prequel came out. Of course, I hated it. Onto 9th grade."
Everyone knows the originals were better. There's no reason to hate the prequels so bad. Everyone wanted another trilogy and everyone loves a good lightsaber fight. Get over it.
As a person whose junior high/high school/college years were ACTUALLY a rollercoaster guided by Star Wars lessons--I take offense to this book.
Barring that, I don't regret reading it. It's very well-written and quite charming.
Cute and endearing, but the author had some lines that pissed me off. But honestly I did enjoy how his story of how Star Wars played such a big role in his childhood.
A journey of a young boy that tries to find his place in the galaxy using Star Wars as his guidelines you could say. It is the coolest book ever! I mean, almost everything this kid went through in class, trying to get through high school and used Star Wars as his guidelines is sort of what I went through. I used some of Star Wars to help me out in some situations that I was in, but I mostly used Star Trek: The Original Series. You know the one with Captain Kirk along with Spock and McCoy. That’s Star Trek.
I get very touchy with these Star Trek series. Many people get confused when I mention my love of Star Trek. They think I’m talking about The Next Generation and I have to remind them, oh no. No, no, no. I am SOO not into the whole Picard and next generation and the Borg. To me, there weren’t that many adventures taken place outside the ship. Almost everything was done within the ship, and it can get boring from time to time. Now with the Original Series, you don’t get none of that. A lot of the shows were staged outside the ship and showed you a variety of aliens that only Gene could imagine them back in 1966. Then it was amazing, unreal on the things they could do. Now, we have Predator, Alien great special effects on them but I still believe that the first coming of aliens was the Star Trek: Original Series were and still are the greatest.
But after Star Trek, my father actually got me going with Star Wars, I was hooked. Everything about those movies I loved. Now I’m talking about the absolute first Star Wars movie (of course). The New Hope, Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi. Now my favorite is the Return of the Jedi, mostly the fights but I thought they were great. Now the newer movies, The Phantom Menace, Attack of the Clones, Revenge of the Sith are all very good and it leads up to the older series, but it just doesn’t do justice for the older series. Now, I love to read the Star Wars books, that either leads up to the Phantom Menace or after the Return of the Jedi and these authors do a wonderful job on pointing out some key characters that you weren’t shown or throw in some loops that you have to sort of catch up but fully understand if you are a fan. Love them!!!
MY BEST FRIEND IS A WOOKIE by Tony Pacitti isn't one fanboy's tale of admiration for the Star Wars franchise, it's a coming-of-age story set against the back drop of a life of loving Star Wars. There is no need to fear an all out geek attack. This story will appeal to everyone whose ever grown up feeling like not one of the in crowd, has had trouble finding the right kind of love and just wants to find their place in this world.
The author, even though he wasn't introduced to Star Wars until 1992, tells the story of his life from early childhood through his college years. All the while he muses about being the new kid in town, to the emo teen desperatly tring to find his place and ultimatly a college student akwardly figuring out how to become a man. All the while relating the story, directly and indirectly, back to his Star Wars fetish as the life of the movies paralleled his life.
The writing is seamless and laid back. The tales are genuine and from the heart even if you get a sense of poetic license in the biographic acuracy. At times you warmly nod your head in reliving the nostalgia of times past and at others shake your head in disbelief as to Pacitti's take on the movies.
Love or hate his take on it, MY BEST FRIEND IS A WOOKIE will leave you with a heartwarmed smile on your face when you turn the last page. A bit of good writing and emotion from the soul will always leave you with a good read. Real life is never a bad book.
That one thought kept coming back to me with the turn of every new chapter. I may be a girl who came of age a decade earlier than the author, with a slightly different set of touchstone events, but in all the ways that matter this is my story, too. Tony Pacitti is my Cyrano, crafting the perfect love letter to my life-long crush.
And yet, this book is so much more. Amid all the sweet words and fanboy fervor, Pacitti quietly lays bare the fundamental truths at the root of that obsession. I thought I fully understood my love for the Star Wars universe, that this book would be a enjoyable geek-out over all things Lucas - and it is. But it's also a thoughtful exploration into the emotional connection between Star Wars and its fans. An exploration that ultimately led back to my own beginnings.
To me, the best books are always the ones that both entertain and inform - books that teach you something about the world or the people in it. The greatest, are the ones that teach you something about yourself. Pacitti has done that here. Like a Wookie T. S. Eliot, he took me back to the place where we started, and showed it to me for the first time.
I'm calling this more of a 3.5 our of 5, but decided to be generous and round up instead of down. I picked this book up purely on the title. I love Star Wars, I love Wookiees, it was a must read.
**ALMOST SPOILER ALERT**
Overall, the book was exactly what it promised to be. Pacitti was a geeky kid who loved Star Wars and suffered the punishments that geeky kids suffer throughout their adolescent lives. There's not much else. What little sex and drugs there are is uneventful and there's certainly no murder or gore. To be honest, it was a lot like reading my own history (since we're almost the same age, and equally geeky... although let's be honest my memoir would be even more boring... but tha aside) and even though Pacitti definitely has a quick wit and some funny little tales, it didn't have the punch I was really hoping for. Not to mention that he kept reminding me about how crappy episodes 1, 2, and 3 are, and how Lucas changed episodes 4, 5, and 6 and it made me very sad and depressed.
If you are a Star Wars fan, it's a cut read, but nothing to get too excited about
This, for me is a special kind of book. That is because I kinda know the author! When I was a freshman, the author Tony Pacitti was a junior and friends with some of my senior mentors, so we kinda rolled with the same crowd, or went to a few of the same parties at the very least. This made for a pretty ballin reading experience because I knew the movies he was talking about, the area/school he/I attended and even some of the people/professors he mentioned in his thank yous. This is one of those memoirs that will make you laugh/cry/aww. Obviously a better read if you are familiar with the Star Wars saga, but still a great read even if you don't because Pacitti makes it accessible for the reader. This is a book I would recommend especially if you're a fan of Star Wars/Massachusetts/UMass Dartmouth. Great job Tony...glad to say I somewhat knew ya when.
I don't know that I've ever felt the nostalgia of my childhood and teenage years from reading a book like I did with this one. The author is my age and we grew up loving and feeling the same things. Star Wars was something I could focus on (movies, books, toys, games) to keep myself glued together when so many other things were tearing me apart. I can relate with almost everything this author writes about. From his loneliness and shyness as a child to finding his niche in college. His disappointments and loves were all shared by me in the common blend of pop culture as we grew up and the common struggles of relationships and friendships that we all deal with in early life. I loved this book. It isn't for everyone, but definitely for me. Totally recommend for anyone that loves memoirs, Star Wars, or anything nerdy.
If you are a huge Star Wars fan who was very disappointed in the prequels, this book is for you, and should probably get 4 stars if that appeals to you. Overall though I give Pacitti's book 3 stars because I liked it but didn't love it, not unlike the prequels. The author's descriptions of loving Star Wars as a kid are awesome and the best part of the book I think. But when the book turns away from fun geek-talk and transforms into F-bomb territory and sexual escapades, it loses the heart of what it could have been and becomes a book I can't let kids read. Adult fanboys pissed at George Lucas will like it alot though.
The prequel bashing becomes tiring very early on and I've read much better coming-of-age tales.
It's not without merit, but just feels like it would have been a better story if told from a larger distance - emotionally and in terms of age as it feels rather immature.
Not worth a read if you aren't heavily into Star Wars. Possibly worth one if you are.
I loved reading about the author's fascination with Star Wars, and even his disenchantment with the prequels.
But unfortunately the book starts to become more about his adolescence and less about the way Star Wars took over his life (which is really what I wanted to read about, since I had a similar experience). I just wasn't interested in his first girlfriend or his college years.
I'm left with the thought that ultimately George Lucas is the antagonistic evil in the universe, who spends every day choking the life out of Star Wars fans for not having enough faith. Enough of this Lucas - Release us!
This might be more like 1.5 stars for me, but even that's kind of pushing it. To put it briefly, this book was: lame and adolescent. It is unlikely that I will read anything by this author again.
I had high hopes for this book, but it's awful and I am amazed it even made it into print. Guess anything with a star wars reference in it can get published these days.
This book was gifted to me by the real life Stevo, and I can happily say the author captured him to absolute perfection. Very fun and easy read, probably would have picked up and enjoyed this book even on my own. Excellent writing.
While not the best piece of literature I have ever read, this book really hit home with me. While not necessarily as big as Tony Pacitti, I too have found solace in things like Star Wars over my own childhood and adolescence. Some of Tony's own experiences mirrored my own while others were able to bring a smile to my face or at least somewhat understand what he went through. It was great to read about Pacitti and his friends into Star Wars, comic books, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and even The Venture Brothers. It was also great to read of Tony's actual feelings regarding the prequel triology, going through the pain of betrayal that so many of us experienced. However, I was a little in shock that he enjoyed the podrace in Episode I. However, any Star Wars fan...no any fanby should read this book. It will bring a smile to your face of fond memories and let you know that you are not alone in your nerdiness.
I was 7 in 1977 when the first Star Wars movie came out and ended it's run with, Jedi, when I was 13. I have great memories of the original trilogy growing up and to say I was a fan is an understatement. The author, about 15 years my junior, experienced them second hand and loved them. So some shared experiences made the book a good read. I appreciated the first half of the book as he navigated his way through grade and middle school with a fandom all his own, described as only a kid could appreciate it. The second half wasn't bad, it just drifted from what drew me to the book. The best line from the book occurs as the author is older and headed to get a Star Wars tattoo: "Jamie was a tiny little thing, so skinny that she didn't get her skin tattooed so much as she had her bones scrimshawed."
For all fans of Star Wars, you must read this memoir. :) It is one boy's life story chronicled through his love of the movies, and how he relates all life events to their timeline. Pacitti is funny and honest without being over the top, and without sugar coating anything. He talks honestly about his first love, making poor choices as a kid, and being both shy and bullied. His love for Star Wars gives him a place to escape to, and that faith is shattered when the prequels do not live up to his hopes and dreams. Amusing, light hearted, and surprisingly sweet, this was a fun read.
It started off strong, but as it progressed either he lost focus or I just lost interest. Still it was a quick read and quite funny. The man loves Star Wars. While I too remember my mother sitting me down to watch Empire Strikes Back on a recorded VHS tape, it never affected me as deeply as him. And, gasp, I still enjoy the new trilogy.
Amusing because I share the author's general experience of Star Wars (i.e., born in the early 80s, loved the movies growing up, super excited before the new movies came out, but then ultimately disappointed). I don't know if it is worth reading if you don't share that background, because the non-Star Wars stuff is really not that interesting. The stars are all for basically describing my own relationship with the movies.
This is an amusing reflection on one nerd's obsession with Star Wars. It starts when the author is seven years old and follows him through college. It was a surprise when the last chapter takes place at "Movies on the Block" in Providence! Very cleaver, funny and poignant in several places. A very brave telling of one man's coming of age story. And he was working at Pastiche at least at the time of publication. A jewel of a find in Borders clearance stacks.
The one thing that this book made me feel was old. Really old. Anyways, it's good to see that even newcomers to the Star Wars mythos (Pacitti was under 10 years old late 80s/early 90s), realize how Lucas bastardized his franchise, and the cost of his fans souls. With that said, the trick is to remember that Star Wars, ostensibly, are just movies ... just remember the magic you felt when you saw them for the first time, which means, basically, forgetting the prequels were ever made (snark).
I can't decide it I loved this book or just liked it. The preview made it a must read for me but I guess I expected more of a philosophical look at EVERYONE'S life and not just the author's. Still I give it 3.5 stars because I could see myself in parts of this story (even though I did see Star Wars in the theater!).
I got this one for free from the Amazon Prime lending library.
This book completely reminded me of my teenage and college years, making my way through life's journey's with Yoda as my guide. The author sums up the exact feelings of boys making up this niche he describes: video game playing, Star Wars loving, outside rabble rousers, trying to fit in. I would recommend this book to any grown man who grew up in the 90s. Especially those that are geeks!
This book was all right - it dragged a little in the middle, but is really a coming of age memoir for the author. I was disappointed that one of the initial questions was barely answered in the last page of the book: how Pacitti eventually came to peace with the prequels. Answering that question seemed more like an after-thought tacked on the last page.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
This is an easy and fast read. I must admit I was dismayed when I realized how young this guy actually is (he was in 6th grade when the movies were re-released). For anyone who's ever felt alienated, left out, or like they didn't fit in in middle and high school, you'll enjoy this book.
I think a wookie would kick his ass, he's a bit of a drama queen. Maybe he should have stuck with the princess. That said, it was fun to think about sneaking into the drive-in under a blanket so my dad didn't have to pay for all the kids back when empire and Jedi came out.