So, Irvin Kershner has just died.
It's so odd. Last night, I had just watched Empire again. I had watched it too see what my normal DVD would look like on a blue-ray player, since I had watched it earlier on my normal DVD player through my new LCD television, which I had bought after watching Star Wars and Empire on my old television and DVD player. I had actually been pushed to buy the LCD TV and blue-ray player because of the way Empire had looked, and watching it last night, on a forty-inch screen, in so much detail I felt like I was watching it for the first time, I spent the whole time analyzing all my favorite bits to it, like the now-famous "I love you"/"I know" exchange (due almost entirely to Kershner), reveling in the old school special effects, the performance of the actors, and I realized, after I had basically spent a thousand dollars so that I could watch this movie in higher quality, that it was probably my favorite movie. So it's incredibly weird to read the next day that the man I saw at the time as most responsible for making it so had died literally within hours of that.
Rest in Peace, Mr. Kirshner. And thank you.