The year was 1984; yours truly was a spry nine year old boy intent on living out my wildest fantasies on Halloween and become something I wasn't. Oh, and to collect copious amounts of candy of course, but that transformation into some kind of monster or hero was a driving factor ever year when the leaves turned yellow and the winds began to howl.
I'll admit it, I've already seen one movie called "Star Wars Uncut" but it bared little resemblance to the original classic. A third of the cast had heavy Russian accents and I'm not even going to try to explain what they used as light sabers. No this is something different, and won't require a black plastic bag to carry it out of the store.