We'd like to say that it isn't very often we get to celebrate a movie we loved growing up, but we work for SYFY so the truth is we actually get to do it all the time.
This is a movie that scared the hell out of us in a way that made us not trust Muppets anymore. Let's start with the Skeksis. You want to feel sorry for them, but try as you might, the only empathy you can muster is to somewhat sympathetically assume they all have terrible sinus infections.
And then there's Aughra. Part nutty Crystal-reader local psychic, part mad lady scientist. Crazy smart engineer of large rotating models of the universe.
And then there are the Mystics. And they're delightfully calm and groovy. Like Muppet Therapists.
And then this happens.
If you were too young to understand fiction, the idea of having your essence drained could really mess you up. Finally, the story does end with a happy but somewhat baffling ending.
Somewhat unrelated to this, we think it's important to note that the 35th anniversary of The Dark Crystal's release has coincided with several states legalizing recreational marijuana. Be careful out there.
Tomorrow: Avatar with no batteries.