A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, it was announced that JJ Abrams would bring us a new Star Wars. Finally that time has come. On December 18, the lines outside every movie theater on Long Island will be out the doors and through the parking lot. People will be dressed as Jedis, Wookies and Ewoks (hopefully no Jar Jars). And best of all we’ll finally find out if Luke is bad now, if Jar Jar died a painful death and, most importantly, if Abrams can wash the prequel trilogy taste out of our mouths.