Star Wars loses its secret and The Rise of Skywalker is the culprit

Star Wars loses its secret and The Rise of Skywalker is the culprit
Star Wars loses its secret and The Rise of Skywalker is the culprit

Today is the 4th of May. Yes, that day is Star Wars Day. May 4 be with you, etc. The word game, which thanks to the Internet, somehow transforms a normal day into a world party to worship Star Wars. But there is only one problem: I no longer want to worship at that altar.
And The Rise of Skywalker is to blame.

It's embarrassing, but there was a point during my first observation of The Rise of Skywalker, where in a crowded theater, I audibly said "What the hell?"

I don't remember exactly which part. There were some candidates.

This may have been correct at the beginning, when Rose Tocco (played by Kelly Marie Tran) was dropped from The Simpsons as Poochie from The Rise of Skywalker. It seemed exactly like a movement designed to bring down racist trolls who taunted Tran on social media in 2018.

He sucked. In a big way. Surely "what the hell?"
This may have been the time when Chewabeca "was not killed," perhaps the only challenging first act moment that seemed to have been written and edited from a straw by a 5-year-old boy.

But if I had to wager, I'd say my "what the hell" moment came during the great "Kings Origins".

In one of The Last Jedi's most interesting choices, Kilo tells Ren Ray that she was not the alcoholic's daughter who sold her alcohol money. No, beyond that. In a desperate attempt to connect everything to the original trilogy (the Star Wars universe seems smaller than a snow globe), Ray was revealed to be the granddaughter of Emperor Palpatine - the legendary villain who magically appeared in the third Diya Movie, subtracting any foreshadowing from the previous two films.

What is the matter?

Six months later, distracted by the warped bubble of Star Wars "speech", and its place in the culture wars that consume all the light and reason, it's still hard to explain why this choice bothered me so much.

In Hijight, Ray's reveal was the time when Star Wars existed as an object he could believe in and turned into the worst kind of directing of a radical fanatic. Where Star Wars shrunk far, far away in a story set in a reddit thread. Designed to offend as many people as possible, created by people sitting in theaters and stating, "LOOK, IT'S LANDO. LANDO IS HERE!"

I was mad.

Too bad my poor wife, with glowing eyes, who had to endure the train journey home. Me, waving my arms like crazy, trying to explain why the passive science fiction film I had just watched (and immediately began to forget, like a normal adult) was treason. Which deliberately and systematically solved every attempt by The Last Jedi to rein in Star Wars and successfully escape the boring nostalgia pit, which has now fully descended.

I agree with the assessment. The Last Jedi was a film that demanded "Let the past die." Ruined against accidental indifference. Entire segments, like Kent Bight's casino scene, were far from perfect, but The Last Jedi was bold and inventive. He never invited us to indicate: "LOOK, LANDO IS HERE!" Instead, he did a fantastic job destroying all fan expectations. He killed his main villain at half-time; He replaced Luke Skywalker with a boring type of hero, who does the right thing, a vicious and bitter ridicule by his own failures.

It was a film that bears witness to the strange imagery of the original trilogy, but refused to incorporate the most basic principles of its mythology. A vocal minority hated it, but for my money it was one of the most successful films of the last decade. This again made me worried about Star Wars.

But my biggest sin was worrying in the first place.

In the later era of Gamergate, intense rhythms have poisoned the well. The only answer: treat franchises like Star Wars and Marvel with apathy. If they rise, as in Spider-Versus or Thor: Ragnarok? very nice. If they don't? Ah well, this is just a movie. Taking it more seriously is a losing game.

I made the important mistake that made every fox toxic: I was very interested. As a teenager, I ate the expanded Star Wars universe. The Good, the Bad and the Courtship of Princess Leia. He was painfully in love with Star Wars as a series and an idea. As an adult, I had a great respect for the universe and the incredible films that helped make it, but now, after The Rise of Skywalker, I feel like I need a break from Star Wars. A long, long rest.

The room can be with you. I just want to ignore it. This is the hashtag that I keep quiet in oblivion. Because the day that is considered a celebration, there is not much to celebrate that day.

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