In 2015, movie franchise resurrector, J.J. Abrams was forced (no pun intended) with the task of reviving an extremely profitable yet languishing Star Wars brand. He struck gold with Star Wars: The Force Awakens. The film was a beat for beat remake of the original 1977 Star Wars but succeeded in tugging on audience’s heart strings while adding a staggering $2 billion dollars to Disney’s coffers.
In 2017, director Rian Johnson took over and spun the franchise in an entirely new direction. His Star Wars: The Last Jedi strayed from the conventional Star Wars tropes by introducing new characters, new possibilities, and new narratives. The Last Jedi was a critical darling, but was met with overall disdain by Star Wars fans who wanted familiarity.
Fans spoke and Disney listened. J.J. Abrams was brought back to direct the third and final film in the Skywalker trilogy: Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker. The generic yet ridiculously exciting The Force Awakens reintroduced our love for Star Wars. Regardless how we felt about The Last Jedi, the flawed yet creative sequel had us wondering how it was all going to end. Sadly, The Rise of Skywalker is neither exciting nor creative.
Avoiding all spoilers, the film centers around the Empire creating a planet-vaporizing weapon that sends the Resistance in full panic mode. Meanwhile, Rey (Daisy Ridley) and Kylo Ren (Adam Driver) continue their goth/emo telepathy while Poe (Oscar Isaacs) and Finn (John Bodega) jump from planet to planet looking for object after object strictly to carry the plot forward. The Rise of Skywalker is a lazy, convoluted mess of a film that caters to fan service rather than coherency. We all deserved better.
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By SCOTT PETERSON
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