The A-Team was always the one show where I would suffer through the bad acting in order to get to the explosions. Of course, I couldn’t say that about the original trilogy, but… Well, I think you understand. YouTube user AluchePower asks, “What if Star Wars was The A-Team?”
My head nearly exploded with delight and memories, as this fan combined two of my favorite things into one amazing video. YouTube user kalleanka71 answers the question, “What if Star Wars was MacGyver?” This fan also has videos of Star Wars as Airwolf and Dallas.
Inspired by the above display of fandom, YouTube user TheCBVee dares to ask, “What if Star Wars was Magnum P.I.?” Shot for shot, it’s nearly perfect… now if only there was more mustache…
Here is a side-by-side comparison of the two intros:
I’d like to see a Star Wars sitcom intro… Like The Cosby Show, or Family Ties. What would you want to see Star Wars as?
Something tells me that if Adrian Holovaty were a true MacGyver fan he would have played this song on an instrument built with dental floss, toothpicks, and a little bit of ingenuity. Nevertheless I find it almost as impressive as our frikkin genius’ hair.
LEVI SAYS: Ha! You can joke the mullet, but I’ve got a middle school photo that affirms my love for MacGyver. Split ends and all.
IAN ADDS: And I have a Swiss Army Knife (In honor of Mac) that actually has a toothpick in it! Win Win.
I remember, when I was but a wee lad, my dad buying a VHS of Return of the Jedi – I was never the same. It was like a beam of light shown down upon me and I was born anew. Ok, that is a bit dramatic but you get the idea. My imagination went crazy! Everything in my house became the empire and I was the lone defender of freedom. I was strong with the force. (Stuffed animals and G.I. Joe’s were flying).
Did it stop with Star Wars? – Absolutely Not. Next was Superman. If, Star Wars ignited the fire of imagination, Superman was NOS! I believed I could fly or at least that if I really tried to fly, I could. One day, I climbed onto the roof of my mom’s car and jumped off. I just knew that at any moment I would defy gravity and lift off. I was so convinced of this that I decided not to put my hands down before hitting the ground, instead I let my forehead stop me. Blood and stitches ensued.
Superheros were the things dreams were made of. They represented, to me, everything right in life. They had purpose, integrity, power. They helped the weak and stood for justice. These elements are still very much apart of my life – now translated differently but still very real.
I could go on and on through many more stories – from my need for a Swiss army knife so that I could be exactly like MacGyver to the many wounds inflicted upon myself whilst practicing with my nunchucks and orange bandanna. Or digging up the back yard in order to unearth a mosquito like in Jurassic Park. (I was ambitious and really wanted a dinosaur) – but I won’t… at least not yet.
Suffice it to say, I am a fan because I enjoy everything about a great story – the adventure and intrigue. The magic and experience. And because the movies and characters I cherish stand for justice.