Forty-two and a half years ago, I was in Los Angeles, attending a party with friends. A group of us decided to go to Westwood for a midnight showing of a new film that opened that weekend. The huge first-run theater held a respectable crowd, though it was by no means full. We settled in our seats, the theater darkened, and after the 20th Century Fox logo, we saw blue letters saying, “A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…” Then with a classic John Williams fanfare, the name “Star Wars” appeared on the screen, followed by the introduction’s scrawl. The camera panned down so we saw a planet and a small spaceship racing away. While it looked good, it was pretty much standard sci-fi. Then the Imperial Cruiser came onto the screen, and kept going, and going, and going. By the time the ship finished sliding over our heads, accompanied by quadriphonic sound, we knew the world of movies had changed.
Star Wars became a world-wide phenomenon that only grew with the release of The Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi. Later the original film was rechristened A New Hope and reset as Chapter 4 of a triple trilogy. In the late 1990s we flocked to see The Phantom Menace, even though it was a disappointment (Curse you, Jar-Jar Binks!). Attack of the Clones was moderately better, and it did lead to the operatic-level battles and betrayals of Revenge of the Sith. For almost a decade, it looked like those six films would be it. And then the Mouse roared. It’s only natural that the franchise that made merchandising a billion-dollar business would end up with the studio that essentially started merchandising in the first place.
The Force Awakens was both a resurrection and a rejuvenation. In Daisy Ridley’s Rey we had another Luke Skywalker, going up against the Vader wannabe, Kylo Ren (Adam Driver). Yet we also returned to the world we’d discovered years earlier. When Han and Chewy come aboard the Millennium Falcon, it’s not just them who were home, it was us as well. While others were disappointed with Rian Johnson’s The Last Jedi, I liked it. It had to take the story to the most perilous point to set up the climax of the series. By its end the Resistance faced extinction while Kylo Ren had ascended to the pinnacle of power.
From the release of the first trailer for The Rise of Skywalker, we knew Palpatine (Ian McDiarmid) would return, since we hear his classic laugh at the end. That’s resolved right at the beginning of Skywalker as Kylo Ren locates one of two talismans that are guides to the hidden planet of the Sith. Ren sees Palpatine as a competitor, but one who could be useful. Meanwhile Poe Dameron (Oscar Isaac), Finn (John Boyega) and Chewbacca (Joonas Suotamo) meet up with a source who brings them information on Ren’s plans, received from a spy in the First Order. The meeting is interrupted by a score of Tie Fighters, forcing Poe to push the Millennium Falcon almost to its breaking point to escape.
In the year that’s passed since the events of The Last Jedi, Rey has honed her Jedi skills, but she’s still finding her way. She also still has the connection with Kylo Ren we saw in The Last Jedi. When Poe and the others return with their news, Leia (Carrie Fisher in archival footage from the two previous movies) sends Rey and the others off to find the last talisman so they can discover Palpatine’s location and – hopefully – put an end to him finally.
J.J. Abrams returns to the director and screenwriter chairs (with co-screenwriter Chris Terrio) that he’d occupied for The Force Awakens. Curiously, though, the movie feels rushed with awkward scene cuts early on, like Abrams wanted to get some parts of the story out of the way as quickly as possible. With a movie that runs over two-and-a-quarter hours, and knowing it will easily make over a billion dollars at the box office, you’d think the filmmakers would take more care with the construction of the story. Eventually things smooth out as Rey and her band set out on their quest.
Abrams has chosen to mirror The Return of the Jedi with the structure of Skywalker, so it becomes a story of redemption rather than a simple battle of good and evil. The big question, though, is does Skywalker satisfy the viewer after living with the story for 40-plus years. For myself, while it doesn’t reach the level of the central trilogy, overall I was happy with the movie. Not ecstatic, but happy. It closes out the story arc and answers the central question about Rey. Getting to see characters I’ve known for decades one last time was good, too. Skywalker brings back Lando (Billy Dee Williams) along with last hurrahs by Fisher and Mark Hamill (and one surprise return as well). Other things don’t work out so well, including the additions of a couple of characters (one played by Keri Russell, though you only get to see her eyes) and a superfluous new droid.
It’s hard to stick a landing after so long and with such high expectations. Just ask the creators of “Game of Thrones.” Even in the sequel-happy world of Hollywood, all good things must come to an end. With the final scene of Skywalker, and the final shot, Abrams at least brings us full circle. The franchise will live on, and Baby Yoda will make a mint for Disney in merchandising, but we can close the book on Luke, Han, and Leia and bid them adieu.