When it comes to Star Wars, I fall so hard into the “prequels never happened, Special Editions never happened” camp I actually scuff my knees and elbows and burn my chin on the campfire. They’re appalling, I think we can all agree. But there’s been something bugging me about those Trade Federation ships ever since seeing The Pooping Menage or whatever it was called, that I could never quite put my finger on.
Last night it hit me.
George Lucas even ripped off SuperTed.