This version of the VHS set was my first real experience with Star Wars, at 13. My mother bought them for my father for Christmas, 1991. You know why? Heir to the Empire, which had come out that May and was making the bestseller lists its bitch all year. And they say the books aren’t important…
I had seen the movies before, but my childhood memories of Star Wars are vague, muddled, and involve this woman kicking ass on Tatooine:

Yes, I had mashed up Star Wars with Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome. I had also, coincidentally, entirely forgotten the character of Han Solo. (No, I didn’t replace Harrison Ford with Mel Gibson. I just didn’t recall the character in them at all.) Top that, George.