Several articles just popped up on google news about the 501st. The first one is written by our very own Regina Layug (TB/ID 1870)!
My life as a clone
By Regina Layug
Philippine Daily Inquirer
Last updated 18:24:00 08/15/2008
MANILA, Philippines—You’ve probably seen pictures of the stormtroopers and Darth Vader, or even seen them for yourself at malls, on TV, at big events. You’ve seen them in their armor, posing and marching with their blasters and their helmets. You probably even have pictures with them.
But have you ever thought of what it’s like to wear all that armor? I’ll tell you what it’s like, because I wore clone trooper armor three days in a row at “Star Wars” Celebration Japan.
First of all, I’m a member of the 501st Legion, an international organization of Star Wars fans who wear the costumes of “Star Wars” villains. It is Lucasfilm’s preferred Imperial costuming group, and is represented locally by the Philippine Outpost. And I’m the only girl.
It isn’t easy. My other costumes are the Imperial officer, which is all cloth, and the scout trooper, which has no leg armor. So the transition from those costumes to the full body armor of the clones wasn’t easy.
Midget
The clones in the movies were around 5’10”, and of medium build. The fiberglass armor we wore was built for guys who were 5’5”. I’m just over five feet tall, and compared to the other two Pinoys who wore the armor at Celebration Japan, I’m skinny!
The armor enclosed almost the whole body in fiberglass. There were only small openings at the joints and the neck so one could move, and even then mobility was very limited. The arms were too big for me, and kept moving around.
Fortunately, the bicep pieces are attached to the shoulder bells, so they stay in place.
Not so for the elbow and the forearm pieces: they kept rotating on my little arms! The legs were too big for me, and it was difficult to walk. I had to waddle most of the time!
The knee plate kept getting stuck between the thigh and the shin pieces, and it would pinch. And worse, we had to put lifts inside the shoes to make me look taller, and they hurt!
And then there was the helmet. It’s like a cage around your head! The opening was so small that the face plate had to be removed so I could put it on. It was so stuffy that my sweat condensed. Visibility was limited too. I couldn’t even look down at your feet, so I was always afraid of stepping on little children, or hitting someone with my blaster!
But don’t start thinking that clone armor was all pain and no fun. Sure, it hurt. The armor pinched when I walked all over the convention hall during the costume parade on the first day. I found out later that people were saying in Japanese, “That one’s quite short!” “Chibi clone,” I think, is how I will be described in their photos.
Parade
But during the parade I could see little kids waving and smiling. It’s heartwarming when you see little kids look up at you in awe, their parents excitedly telling them to pose for pictures. It’s a great thrill when you realize that the “Star Wars” celebrities and artists want to have their pictures taken with you.
And because the Philippine Outpost of the 501st wore the only white clone armor costumes at Celebration Japan, two of our members were able to participate in the opening ceremonies of the convention, standing alongside “Clone Wars” Jedi padawan Ahsoka, Steve Sansweet of Lucasfilm, Clone Wars director Dave Filoni, visual effects guru John Knoll, and master sculptor Lorne Peterson. One of our clones even got stuck doing photo-ops for two hours with the crowds!
So when I remember how much the armor hurt, pinched and ached, I remember how many people smiled because of me and my armor, and that makes it all better.
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And another article from the Southeast corner of the world:
Star Wars 501st legion woos crowd at Mall



Members of the public were surprised to see Darth Vader and his storm troopers walking down the halls of The Mall, Gadong, when Star Wars enthusiasts dressed up in costumes to take on the roles of the evil 501st legion yesterday.
The objective of the costume parade was to promote the release of the feature animation movie, Star Wars: Clone Wars, which premiered in Brunei a few days ago, and to interact with various Mall and cinema-goers providing a more realistic approach and experience.
As the 501st legion made their way to the ground floor, onlookers took pictures of the Star Wars costume enthusiasts.
One of the troop members Russell Knox, who is also the Executive Officer of the 501st Legion Malaysia-Brunei Outpost, said that the whole idea of the film was to recap Skywalker’s problematic story.
The costume enthusiasts have been promoting the release of the movie in most countries especially Brunei and Malaysia.
The 501st Legion comprises of Darth Vader’s utterly evil forces from the dark side: his Storm troopers, who have been revived once again in the animated version of the Star Wars series.
The Malaysia-Brunei Outpost also urged the public to join the legion by taking part and being a member of the 501st Legion in which approximately 4,000 people from North America, Asia and Europe are registered members.
Those interested in joining may do so by obtaining a costume that meets certain criterion.
The actual series of the Star Wars anthology has reached its end but filmmakers are currently planning to remake the series based on animation.
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Last one out of the UK, with the Telegraph:
Flogging a dead Force…
Danny Graydon
True story: a few days after the first press screening of Star Wars – Revenge of The Sith in May 2005, I was walking past the Burger King in Leicester Square and noticed a poster in the window for a Star Wars promotional tie-in. On it, Darth Vader stood menacingly in an action pose, red-bladed lightsaber ignited and above his shiny-helmeted head, emblazoned in a huge red stylised font was the screaming exclamation “BE A JEDI HERO!”….
Wanna be a Jedi hero?
I gazed at this for a few seconds, recalling the film I had recently seen. So, I pondered with barely-concealed incredulity, that would be a Jedi “hero” who suddenly turned to outright Hitler-level evil on the flimsiest pre-text imaginable and THEN, for his debut act of E-vill, ruthlessly slaughters a bunch of kids. It was then that I realised that, for this life-long fan, at least, Star Wars was irretrievably screwed.
Of course, The Prequels had come saddled, somewhat inevitably, with the realisation that Star Wars not being made for my generation any more, but this was stark proof that the franchise had become trapped between its dual positions as a creative endeavour and as a vastly-profitable brand beholden to legions of merchandising partners, with one paying little attention to the other.
Fast forward three years to last weekend and a group of my thirty-something friends (okay, and one forty-something – sorry Dave) – jaded Star Wars fans to a man – are attending the press screening of THE CLONE WARS, a movie that comprises the first three episodes of a computer-animated series – anticipated to last 100 episodes – and which is designed to bridge the gap between Attack of The Clones and Revenge of The Sith (aka Episodes II and III).
In truth, we few, we deluded few, we band of hapless fanboys were not expecting much from Mr. Lucas – especially after the apocalyptically hollow debacle that was Indy IV – but that’s another story…
We were attending more out of a resigned “Well, we’ve come this far…” mindset than genuine excitement. It was like rubber-necking at a car-crash: you know it’s bad, you’re just grimly curious to see how bad.
Following a procession of members of The 501st Legion, an organization of ardent Star Wars fans anchored on the creation of (impressively) screen-accurate costumes - although some of whom clearly take it a tad too seriously and others who are perhaps too portly for Jedi – and an introduction by Anthony “C3PO” Daniels, who amusingly came within a hair’s breadth of a diva-ish hissy fit when a middle-aged audience member threatened to de-rail his attempt to get the kids in the cinema to shout “Use The Force” in unison, we were presented with the final proof – as if we needed it – that The Party Is Well And Truly Over.
Granted, the film was determinedly skewed towards young children – albeit via the vastly unsubtle and irritating conceit of a young Jedi apprentice who’s essentially a tank-top and hot-pants-sporting Valley-Girl tween – but there was a pervading sense of resounding apathy about the whole affair. Even the kids sitting behind us noticed.
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