Luminous Beings Are We, Not This Crude Matter

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.