George Lucas knew he needed a hook — the requisite fan service — at his new Lucas Museum of Narrative Art in downtown Los Angeles. That’s why there’s a large main gallery full of Star Wars crown-jewel production pieces, from R2-D2 and Darth Vader’s suit to podracers galore. The collection of his own artifacts is at once ego monument as well as a reminder that this billion-dollar institution wouldn’t be possible without the culture-defining, fortune-making commercial success he achieved in Hollywood. It also makes perfect sense under the intellectual and idiosyncratic terms of this oddball personal endeavor, a final-act provocation which…
