I am a Star Wars fanatic.
Carrie Fisher (may she rest in peace) was and will always be my favorite sassy princess. I will forever have a crush on Harrison Ford as a young Han Solo. And I will never stop joyfully crying at the end of “Return of the Jedi” when Anakin kills Darth Sidious, simultaneously redeeming himself and saving the galaxy.
Protagonist Jyn Erso, played by Felicity Jones, in "Rogue One." Picture labeled for reuse under the Creative Commons License.
However, the line between an obsession and an addiction is knowing one’s limits. After seeing “Rogue One,” I can definitively say that Hollywood is addicted to Star Wars. It’s time for an intervention.
When the original Star Wars trilogy was first released, the world marveled at the creativity of its creators. George Lucas and his team created the first big-screen female heroine in Princess Leia, the classic damsel-that-fights-her-own-distress. They created the first movies that showcased a layered villain who commits mass murders in the name of the fascist Empire out of frustration, anger, and love. They created a new world for us nerds.
Everyone who viewed the original three films -- “A New Hope,” “The Empire Strikes Back” and “Return of the Jedi” -- whether they liked them or not left the movie theaters awestruck.
Prequels "The Phantom Menace," "Attack of the Clones" and "Revenge of the Sith," from left to right respectively. Photo via Starwars.com.
Decades later came the prequel trilogy. Putting aside Natalie Portman’s botched acting job, Hayden Christensen’s superfluous naïveté and the poor animation quality (which I will excuse due to it being the early 2000’s), the prequel films still managed to reach the original trilogy’s level of ingenuity. I will not deny that these films did not have the “spark” that made the originals so incredible. It was definitely a stretch to pursue not one, not two, but three prequels.
But overall, it was a pleasure to see Luke and Leia’s parents fall in love and see Yoda and Obi-Wan in their primes.
When “The Force Awakens” came out last year, though Kylo Ren did not disappoint as the franchise’s new antagonist, Hollywood began to overdose. It is clear where they went wrong: J.J. Abrams was trying to capitalize upon the remaining excitement over the first six movies.
But that was a grave mistake.
Abrams failed to create an original storyline in an effort to bring back core actors Mark Hamill, Carrie Fisher and Harrison Ford. Instead, Abrams literally replicated the plot of the original Star Wars, “A New Hope.”
In “A New Hope,” rebel Princess Leia hides the plans for the destruction of the Death Star in R2-D2, the droid encounters new hero Luke Skywalker and the movie ends with the destruction of the Death Star. In “The Force Awakens,” Resistance pilot Poe Dameron hides the map to Luke Skywalker in droid BB-8, the droid encounters new hero Rey and the movie ends with the destruction of the new-and-improved Death Star, the Starkiller Base.
Are you kidding me?
Then, finally, came “Rogue One,” movie number 3.5 out of the soon-to-be 9 movie franchise. I would be lying if I said this wasn’t the most well-made, well-acted and action packed movie of the entire series.
And that is exactly the problem, nay, the danger in making more of these films.
Watching “A New Hope” right after its immediate prequel of “Rogue One” showed me just how outdated “A New Hope” was and its comparative lack of action. Compared to “Rogue One,” “A New Hope” sucked. With today’s technology and surplus of high-quality actors, I can only imagine how good Episodes VIII and IX will be.
In the name of preserving the magic of the original 20th century films, I beg you, Disney and Lucasfilm, to leave your audiences enamored and quit producing more Star Wars films. Leave the rest to your viewers’ imagination. Otherwise, you risk showcasing how antiquated the original films really are.
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