To whit: It came down to Dumb vs. Dumber.
Just blow up Yavin. Brilliant.
Compared to that, Han shooting the wingman seems pretty trivial.
But really, we all know why Han shot the one wingman, and the other crashed into Vader:
Because it looked fucking cool.
I wonder if audiences nowadays can even appreciate how
exciting Star Wars was, back in '77.
Back then, when you thought "spaceships," you thought of the
Enterprise from TOS, or the
Discovery from
2001.
Lucas, by contrast, gave you monster Star Destroyers, and TIE fighters and X-Wings dogfighting in space, in a movie that was chopped at a frantic pace.
And the final "Dambusters" attack on the Death Star, with the rebel fighters racing down the trench, and Vader in hot pursuit, and John Williams's music pounding and roaring away--for a kid of nine, like myself, this was jaw-dropping to watch. It was mind-blowing.
From a distance of more than thirty years,
none of it makes it much sense. But that just doesn't matter. This was
mythic stuff--an
Iliad and an
Odyssey for our times. Only the poetry was visual, rather than verbal.
That's why I've never thought of Star Wars as "Episode IV." "Episode IV," indeed--snort. Try "Episode One and Only." Star Wars was a perfect thing apart. Most of its sequels have only diminished it.