This is a blog about action figures, and for the most part, I try to keep it contained to that subject. Sometimes I don’t. This is one of those times. I have no idea where I am going with this post. I know that isn’t shocking, but what is shocking is that I’ve had to put so much thought into this movie.
At this point, I need to let you know there will absolutely be spoilers below. Stop reading if you have not seen the movie and don’t want anything spoiled.
On the day that I saw the film, the lights came up in the theater after the movie and I just sat there, dumbfounded. I looked around and wondered why everyone was just going on about their lives as if nothing just happened. I told everyone that I was close to that this movie was the end of my relationship with the franchise. At the very least, I would not be seeing 9, or 10, 11 and 12 in the theaters. I’d see the planned Solo movie, and if they make a Yoda, Kenobi (with Ewan McGregor) and even a Fett solo movie, I’d see those. I’d go and see one-offs like Rogue One, but as far as supporting the franchise going forward, I just couldn’t do that. I couldn’t say I was ok with what happened; with what I just witnessed.
I’m self aware enough to understand that this is all trivial pop culture nonsense. Let’s start there. I understand that people are suffering, that the planet is constantly on the brink of war and the ice caps are melting. That’s saying nothing of the current geopolitical maelstrom here in the US. I think that’s a good place to start as the first response you’ll get is “Butt hurt much?” because you’re focusing too much on a film. It isn’t that this film, or Star Wars, or even *gasp* action figures, are more important than those things. However, I have the ability (like most emotionally healthy adults) to compartmentalize issues. So I don’t rank my displeasure with a Star Wars film over and above, say, human trafficking. We good there? OK.
Why did this movie affect me so adversely? I am 44, and probably what I consider the perfect age to have been fully sucked in to the Star Wars universe. I watched a New Hope before it was called A New Hope in the back seat of my parents station wagon. I was four years old.