If one was to go back and watch the prequels ("...but why?!?" you cringe!) with as objective a perspective as possible, with the allowance of framing them in a new light given the events of the Star Wars universe that have unfolded since their release it's not hard to see that Emperor Palpatine has always played the role of puppet master, at first hedging both sides against one another before fully giving in to his true Sith tendencies and converting a young Anakin Skywalker to follow him on that path. And while J.J. Abrams initial film in this sequel trilogy, The Force Awakens, seemingly had no interest in resurrecting the long, thought-to-be dead Emperor there is sound reason (believe it or not!) in bringing this antagonist back to round out all three trilogies in a way that makes for a resounding stanza...just as George Lucas always intended. It's about rhyme; a recurring metrical unit where the past predicts the future and the future dictates the fate of our favorite characters. There is a great sense of scope and history in these films and while Disney has admittedly fumbled a massive opportunity with these sequels, Star Wars: Episode IX - The Rise of Skywalker, seeks to try and rectify the lack of cohesion in this latest trilogy and bring everything together through that aforementioned scope and history in a fashion that is both meaningful to our new heroes while imparting the identity of those original heroes to inspire this new generation to continue to work towards the betterment of the galaxy. Yes, The Rise of Skywalker more or less crams two movies into one and yes, it is genuinely disappointing that this series wasn't better constructed from the beginning given how much this world means to so many people, but taken what we're given Abrams and co-writer Chris Terrio (Argo) are able to connect the dots in a satisfying enough way where the right questions are answered, some mysteries remain yet feel destined to be unraveled on Disney+ while other inquiries are made that no one seemed to be asking, but are quickly brought up and resolved just as swiftly that it's as if Abrams was taking out double coverage just in case. It's impossible to please everyone and as much as I hate to admit it as a long-time, but not die-hard fan of the franchise, the discourse around these films is often toxic and demeaning. It's okay to simply enjoy whatever brings a smile to your face and more often than not, as I sat experiencing The Rise of Skywalker for the first time, I had a smile on my face.
As Rey, Ridley feels more in tune with the character than ever. It's clear from the first image we see of our protagonist in The Rise of Skywalker that not only is Abrams going to deliver on what traditionalists of the franchise hoped to see after the character's introduction in TFA in terms of her development as the obviously skilled Jedi she was meant to be, but that her abilities have already grown exponentially since we last left her a year before when she and Leia were recovering after escaping the Battle of Crait. Rey is more confident, more assured in her control of the force if not yet having mastered the use of her lightsaber at the level she desires. As Oscar Isaac's Poe and John Boyega's Finn along with Chewbacca (Joonas Suotamo) are lightspeed hopping in an effort to outrun First Order ships after having retrieved information on Kylo Ren's whereabouts, Rey has remained at the Resistance base with Leia and is training for the inevitable. It is upon Poe and Finn's return and the then follow-up mission where Rey is going to chase after the MacGuffins she's discovered in Luke’s Jedi texts that might lead them to Palpatine as it seems Kylo Ren has already aligned with the former Emperor. What this does for Abrams and his actors is finally allow for the opportunity for this core group of heroes we've been rooting for in the previous two installments to finally go on an adventure together. Sure, they're chasing down some kind of "wayfinder" and then find an admittedly nonsensical dagger that supposedly has been of great importance to the Sith for centuries and is inscribed with a Sith text that C-3PO makes way too much of a fuss about translating just so Anthony Daniels can grab some more screentime, but they're together. It is through this "togetherness" that much of the satisfaction with the film as a whole comes into play. That is, whereas The Last Jedi seemed to intentionally separate the characters not for the purposes of function or natural progression, but more out of a desire to force them to find their own way on their own terms (which, again, felt counter-intuitive to the dynamic established in TFA) The Rise of Skywalker almost immediately gets the band back together and while I don't really understand the exclusion of Kelly Marie Tran's Rose Tico (or Lupita Nyong'o's Maz Kanata for that matter) from this adventure I can see why Abrams might have been keen to simply close out the arcs he oversaw from the beginning.
I also realize that so much of this sounds like frustrated criticisms and that's largely because that's exactly what it is. Much of this has to do with the fact that, among many other examples, is that instead of Kylo's journey becoming more fleshed out and his history with the Knights of Ren being epically drawn out across a sweeping montage we instead are treated to the most depth they are given in a scene where the mythic Knights of Ren stand in a circle and watch a monkey repair Kylo Ren's helmet. These are frustrated criticisms because The Rise of Skywalker feels like a frustrated movie; one that is making up for lost time and continuing on without any consideration for the legacy it will leave (and tarnish). Abrams finale to the Skywalker saga is a movie that knows what it wants to say and knows what it wants to do, but it does too much to ensure the audience knows exactly what its doing and saying. It's an apology of a movie that sports all the gifts and treats one might hope will be enough to smooth over whatever issues a relationship might have had to endure in the past. A movie that is admittedly satisfying as you consume it, but leaves you feeling empty and craving more-not necessarily of the same-but something more fulfilling once the realization of how fleeting that satisfaction was. This is a conclusion I didn't want to type, but it bears noting that these are the memories that come to mind when reflecting on it and not the ones of how great the film looks, how impressive the scale is and how wonderful John Williams score continues to be. It's not so much about how fun and energetic the movie can certainly feel in moments or how solid some of the performances are-Ridley and Driver obviously being the stand-outs-but instead it's more about how much the film falls short not because of its own doing, but by the doing of the overarching trilogy it's forever a part of. No, it isn't that The Rise of Skywalker is an all-around bad film, but it is a film that could have and should have been better than what will go down as this final chapter in a saga that began some forty-two years prior. It's a fine enough movie for the moment, but it's not the cultural milestone (no matter how unfair those expectations are) it needed to be.
As Rey, Ridley feels more in tune with the character than ever. It's clear from the first image we see of our protagonist in The Rise of Skywalker that not only is Abrams going to deliver on what traditionalists of the franchise hoped to see after the character's introduction in TFA in terms of her development as the obviously skilled Jedi she was meant to be, but that her abilities have already grown exponentially since we last left her a year before when she and Leia were recovering after escaping the Battle of Crait. Rey is more confident, more assured in her control of the force if not yet having mastered the use of her lightsaber at the level she desires. As Oscar Isaac's Poe and John Boyega's Finn along with Chewbacca (Joonas Suotamo) are lightspeed hopping in an effort to outrun First Order ships after having retrieved information on Kylo Ren's whereabouts, Rey has remained at the Resistance base with Leia and is training for the inevitable. It is upon Poe and Finn's return and the then follow-up mission where Rey is going to chase after the MacGuffins she's discovered in Luke’s Jedi texts that might lead them to Palpatine as it seems Kylo Ren has already aligned with the former Emperor. What this does for Abrams and his actors is finally allow for the opportunity for this core group of heroes we've been rooting for in the previous two installments to finally go on an adventure together. Sure, they're chasing down some kind of "wayfinder" and then find an admittedly nonsensical dagger that supposedly has been of great importance to the Sith for centuries and is inscribed with a Sith text that C-3PO makes way too much of a fuss about translating just so Anthony Daniels can grab some more screentime, but they're together. It is through this "togetherness" that much of the satisfaction with the film as a whole comes into play. That is, whereas The Last Jedi seemed to intentionally separate the characters not for the purposes of function or natural progression, but more out of a desire to force them to find their own way on their own terms (which, again, felt counter-intuitive to the dynamic established in TFA) The Rise of Skywalker almost immediately gets the band back together and while I don't really understand the exclusion of Kelly Marie Tran's Rose Tico (or Lupita Nyong'o's Maz Kanata for that matter) from this adventure I can see why Abrams might have been keen to simply close out the arcs he oversaw from the beginning.
I also realize that so much of this sounds like frustrated criticisms and that's largely because that's exactly what it is. Much of this has to do with the fact that, among many other examples, is that instead of Kylo's journey becoming more fleshed out and his history with the Knights of Ren being epically drawn out across a sweeping montage we instead are treated to the most depth they are given in a scene where the mythic Knights of Ren stand in a circle and watch a monkey repair Kylo Ren's helmet. These are frustrated criticisms because The Rise of Skywalker feels like a frustrated movie; one that is making up for lost time and continuing on without any consideration for the legacy it will leave (and tarnish). Abrams finale to the Skywalker saga is a movie that knows what it wants to say and knows what it wants to do, but it does too much to ensure the audience knows exactly what its doing and saying. It's an apology of a movie that sports all the gifts and treats one might hope will be enough to smooth over whatever issues a relationship might have had to endure in the past. A movie that is admittedly satisfying as you consume it, but leaves you feeling empty and craving more-not necessarily of the same-but something more fulfilling once the realization of how fleeting that satisfaction was. This is a conclusion I didn't want to type, but it bears noting that these are the memories that come to mind when reflecting on it and not the ones of how great the film looks, how impressive the scale is and how wonderful John Williams score continues to be. It's not so much about how fun and energetic the movie can certainly feel in moments or how solid some of the performances are-Ridley and Driver obviously being the stand-outs-but instead it's more about how much the film falls short not because of its own doing, but by the doing of the overarching trilogy it's forever a part of. No, it isn't that The Rise of Skywalker is an all-around bad film, but it is a film that could have and should have been better than what will go down as this final chapter in a saga that began some forty-two years prior. It's a fine enough movie for the moment, but it's not the cultural milestone (no matter how unfair those expectations are) it needed to be.
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