When I was eleven years old, I saw Star Wars: The Phantom Menace in theaters. When I got home, I ran to my white board. It was where I wrote my most embarrassing thoughts, the ones too scandalous to leave permanently on a journal’s pages. “I know that Anakin is supposed to be so cute, but I LOVE young Obi Wan Kenobi!!” I stared at my admission of love, smiled, and erased the evidence.
Two years later, I sat in a theater again, sobbing over popcorn as Christian wailed, clutching the body of Satine as the curtains closed at the Moulin Rouge. I became obsessed, printing quotes (“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return”), taping pictures to my bedroom wall, and singing “Come What May” loudly as I vacuumed the house. The Internet was a lot more useful by 2001, so I soon discovered that I had loved this actor before. Both Christian and Obi Wan Kenobi were played by the same man: Ewan McGregor. Continue reading