“Star Wars: The Force Awakens” is vinyl.
Here’s what I mean: While George Lucas embraced the digital revolution for the second “Star Wars” trilogy — and even went back to the first three movies to “improve” their effects on video — the new film consciously embraces the funky, handmade garage aesthetic of 1977’s “Star Wars.”
Director J.J. Abrams has cast three key actors from those original films, knowing that their weathered faces say as much about where we ourselves have been in the intervening decades. He lets John Williams lovingly repurpose his classic theme music, uses old-fashioned screen wipes to transition from scene to scene, brings back co-scripter Lawrence Kasdan and the onscreen battles between TIE fighter and X-wing. We even get a trip on the Millennium Falcon to a cantina. Through hyperspace.
The effect is like pulling a cherished old record album from the shelf and cueing up the needle. “Star Wars: The Force Awakens” is analog. You can touch it. It feels good.