On Tuesday, J.J. Abrams introduced the new cast of Star Wars: Episode VII. To my surprise, the casting announcement got major press, and not just by nerds and geeks everywhere. I watch the NBC Nightly News, and it was one of the stories on Tuesday night!
Personally, I'm apprehensive. I know the new trilogy (and pretty much everything that comes out of the Star Wars universe) is no longer under the strict control of George Lucas. That means we're probably not destined for another prequel-like trilogy.
However, that doesn't mean my doubts about these films are squashed. For one, I didn't mind the prequels. They came at a time in my life where I was ecstatic to get new Star Wars (as we all were, just admit it) and was willing to go to a 4:00 a.m. showing of The Phantom Menace to prove it. (This was before theaters just added other showings at midnight - they actually had two night showings back-to-back. I can't believe my father thought that was a good idea to take me.)
My worry is the cast. Not everybody - just the returning cast. Mark Hamill, Carrie Fisher, and Harrison Ford are all coming back to reprise their roles, and I don't really have to tell people that it's been 30 years since Return of the Jedi. None of them have aged that well, and I was content to look at them and say, "Hey, they remind me of awesome times in my childhood!" I don't want to exactly see them reprise their roles again. I know that Abrams managed to fit Leonard Nimoy as Old Spock pretty well into Star Trek, but in all the scenarios in my head, I can't see them getting back into form.
If they had continued this new trilogy without Luke, Leia, and Han, there may have been people who said, "I really would have loved to see what they were doing. Maybe a cameo or something." I would just reply with, "No thanks - I'm good."