Lucas wielded the Powerglove with wicked accuracy in the 1989 film “The Wizard.”

He flexed his arm and the on-screen car would veer right. He pumped his fist and his Nintendo car would accelerate, leaving The Wizard in his dust.

The majority of us, however, brandished our Powergloves like our arms were broken: Powerglove-attached-limb outstretched, fingers contorted and leaning for that perfect arc that might scroll our Nintendo friends a little bit to the left.

The glove’s control was indefinably awkward, the perfect finger arc was unattainable. The Powerglove was purposeless.

So what? That doesn’t mean it wasn’t cool, does it?

Of course not.

The Powerglove broke the barrier between the gamer and the game. Gone were the days of socking Punch Out’s Glass Joe from the backseat, in were the days of busting King Hippo’s chops with your own gloved fist. Then those same backseat-gaming days were back once naive gloved Nintendo junkies got beaten into yesterday by Bald Bull.

Damn that Powerglove for being such a complete disappointment. Lucas made it look so cool, too; he even had his own carrying-case. After recklessly annihilating Fred Savage’s boy wonder, Lucas placed his Excalibur back into its sheath. Then that cocky wiener added with a dash of swagger, “I love the Powerglove. It’s so bad.”

And so is your acting, Luke.

Okay. So I’ve determined that: 1. Lucas is the king of a crappy invention. 2. The Powerglove was a broke invention.

I never had the Powerglove. Mom and Dad never bought one, despite my constant haggling. But my best friend had one, and I used to wear his Powerglove out in public.

I felt like a cyborg, and for 50 or 60 bucks, every kid in America could be a cyborg, too. Although that won’t guarantee them working joysticks.

The Powerglove, like the Power Pad and the Light Zapper, was supposed to be a giant step forward in technology. The truth was that we cheated with the Zapper and the Power Pad because none of us wanted to get up off our asses and use products that involved physical movement.

That Powerglove scene still bites me to this day. And it’s not because I want one. It’s just that Lucas swindled buyers into purchasing the most worthless product this side of the Virtual Boy.

“It’s so bad,” he said.

Never will a truer statement be made.