By Popular Demand...
On the Backs of the Jedi -- It's Lloyd!
By Rick Horowitz
A
well-placed friend has seen slides, weeks in advance. She
says they're wonderful. The photography is tremendous, she
says. The locales are striking. And they've got some great
new creatures.
She can't wait for the movie to open, she
says. She'll have to -- but not for long.
It's that time again. The next installment
in the "Star Wars" saga -- "Return of the Jedi" -- arrives
at theaters near you (near me, near everybody) the last week
in May. Pretty soon: new thrills and spills, new adventures.
Pretty soon: new toys, new dolls, new video games. You mark
my words: Somebody's gonna make a lot of money on this
movie.
Why not me?
It
was the part about the "great new creatures" that got me
thinking. When "Star Wars" itself first hit the silver
screen, R2-D2 and C-3PO -- the Sheetmetal Workers' Men of
the Year -- were the big sellers. Those two, and that
more-or-less ape, Chewbacca. Last time out, in "The Empire
Strikes Back," it was Yoda, the pea-green guru with the
pituitary problem.
The humans in both these films were pleasant
enough, but they were only human, after all: too common. It
was the creatures that moviegoers took
to their hearts -- and wallets. And if my friend is right,
and "Return" is even half as good as she predicts, there'll
be new favorites flooding the market any day now.
So
why not Lloyd the Wonder Animal?
You probably haven't heard of Lloyd the
Wonder Animal before. That's OK -- he doesn't mind. He
realizes that even Yoda was a nobody until his big break
came. It's all a matter of being in the right place at the
right time.
The other reason you probably haven't heard
of Lloyd the Wonder Animal was that, until just a few
minutes ago, there was no Lloyd the Wonder
Animal. But then came the phone call from the well-placed
friend and -- well, he simply appeared. Pretty wonderful,
hey?
"What does Lloyd the Wonder Animal look
like?" you're probably wondering. He's very flexible about
this: He can be as big as he needs to be, or as small as the
last bit of change in your pocket. He figures it pays to
diversify. You want wide-angle outdoor shots? You've got
'em. You want closeups? He'll fit there, too. Mostly he's
magenta.
What else? He walks with a slight limp (an
old war wound he doesn't talk about.) He sounds like puffed
wheat, has great screen presence and a grin that can melt
Fort Knox. He speaks three languages, and is a quick study:
The subject hasn't been invented that Lloyd the Wonder
Animal can't learn, charm, eat or outrun.
His personal life is impeccable. No
skeletons in ol' Lloyd the Wonder Animal's closet, nosiree.
He works and plays well with others, as the saying goes, and
-- he particularly wants me to point this out -- he may
steal your heart, but he won't steal your scene.
That's the thing, really. Lloyd the Wonder
Animal, he understands the ins and outs of the movie
business, the egos and the timetables. He knows that George
Lucas probably has this movie pretty well in the can by now,
with top billing already worked out. So he's not looking for
a major role. He figures that even a couple of minutes
on-screen doing what he does best (or anything else Mr.
Lucas wants him to do) and he's got lunch box, cape and
bedsheet endorsements till the cows come home.
Get this: Lloyd the Wonder Animal is willing
to do a walk-on, if that's what it takes. He's never done
that for anybody. For that matter, if all else fails, he's
authorized me to try to splice tiny glossies onto every copy
of the film I can get my hands on. Lloyd the Wonder Animal
knows the kind of money we're talking about here. It's
megabucks -- so he's prepared to take some risks.
Did I mention yet that Lloyd the Wonder
Animal does promotional tours? Schools, shopping centers,
trade shows, Jaycee conventions -- you name it. You gotta
love him.
I
know I'm going out on sort of a limb here. Some people --
maybe even Mr. Lucas -- will think it's harebrained, but you
never know until you try.
Anyhow, it's the kind of thing you do for a
friend. The 10 percent is almost beside the point.
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