A story making the rounds right now is how a guy from Tempe failed to get a liquor license for a bar he was hoping to open called "Drunkenstein's," and then planned to fire 200 rounds of ammo into the Super Bowl crowd. In his eight page manifesto (Do only crazy people write manifestos? Do sane people write mission statements instead?) he mentions his original target was the Desert Ridge Marketplace near Scottsdale, which contains too much "scum and villiany" and he wanted to shed "the blood of the innocent."
Now, as you probably know you will never find a more wretched hive of scum aand villiany than at the Mos Eisley spaceport, so it's safe to assume this guy has seen Star Wars at least ten times. Which begs the question, is Star Wars on the verge of becoming the official movie of crazy people? Catcher in the Rye was the book favored by crazies Mark David Chapman and John Hinkley, Jr. (Also a fan of Taxi Driver). Over 30 years after the release of Star Wars, people who grew up on that movie that become disenfranchised apparently can associate with Luke Skywalker more than Holden Caufield.