Star Wars: The Last Jedi movie review: a great disturbance in the Force

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MaryAnn’s quick take…

Upends expectations, demythologizes the mythos, and takes an iconic series in a bold new direction with a story full of humor, courage, and dazzling imagery.
I’m “biast” (pro): I’m a huge Star Wars fan
I’m “biast” (con): nothing
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women’s participation in this film
male director, male screenwriter, female coprotagonist
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This is not going to go the way you think,” Luke Skywalker says to… well, someone who needs to hear it. Someone whose arrogance is borne of shortsightedness and narrow expectations. And this is also Star Wars: The Last Jedi’s word of warning to the audience. To us. This is the Star Wars movie, after all, from writer-director Rian Johnson, the guy who gave us The Brothers Bloom, a tricksy movie about con artists that knows we go into a movie about con artists with certain assumptions about what we’re about to see. (He also gave us the temporally twisting Looper, in which things did not go the expected way.) This is The Force Awakens’s Empire Strikes Back. We know it, and Johnson knows we know it, and he is going to play with every anticipation he knows we will be bringing into his little space opera action fantasy.

Flashback to Hoth.
Flashback to Hoth.

And, indeed, there are many callbacks to Empire here: the smallest ones are visual, and often clever (the rebel-hideaway planet that looks like Hoth is covered not with snow but with salt) or shiver-inducing (Imperial walkers stomping across that salt!), but those are ultimately inconsequential. (The movie gets a bit ahead of itself with the Porgs, small, *ahem*, chickenlike birds, which are almost but not quite the sequel trilogy’s Ewoks, from Return of the Jedi.) The significant callbacks are the ones that tease our nerdy conjectures but pay them off in ways that make it impossible to call this a xerox of Empire. The relationship of Rey (Daisy Ridley: Murder on the Orient Express), who is strong with the Force, and Jedi Master Luke (Mark Hamill: Kingsman: The Secret Service, Battle for Terra), and her sojourn on the rocky water planet of his self-exile might recall Luke’s visit to Yoda on Dagobah — there’s even a forbidding tree where Rey makes a discovery about the Force — but this will be very different for both of them. Snoke (CGI’d Andy Serkis: War for the Planet of the Apes, Avengers: Age of Ultron), who is strong with the Dark Side of the Force and is the galaxy’s new evil overlord, and Kylo (Adam Driver: Logan Lucky, Silence), his apprentice, have a dynamic that might echo that of the Emperor and Vader, but that’s not quite what’s going on here either. We await what must surely be the inevitable confrontation between Rey and Kylo, and when it comes, it’s stunning in a way that upends everything we think we know about where this sort of story can go. And of course we’re all waiting for something on a par with “No, Luke, I am your father” as the reveal of Rey’s mysterious parentage… and it’s not like we were even expecting the parallel reveal in Empire: it came out of nowhere.

Galactic grunts FTW.
Galactic grunts FTW.

I’m not sure The Last Jedi — aka Star Wars: Episode VIII — will make any sense at all to those who haven’t seen The Force Awakens, and it certainly won’t resonate as deeply, I can’t imagine, with anyone who has not been steeped in the Star Wars mythos for the last 40 years. Because the truly surprising things here — don’t worry; I’m not gonna spoil — are not moments of action or revelation but rather thematic in nature… and they are all reactions to that iconic mythos. Recall that in Awakens, Rey was astonished to learn that Luke Skywalker and the Jedi Knights were — are — real, not merely stories. And Luke here is very deeply concerned with the disconnect between the realities of how the Jedi order use the Force, and the fantasy of the Jedi of legend that Rey (and the Resistance, and the entire galaxy) has in her head. Luke’s concerns also serve as a commentary on the reverence that fandom holds Luke in, and Rian Johnson doesn’t give a whit what we might think Luke deserves as a continuation for his long character arc. Johnson also hints that the Force might be due for something of a Reformation, and that’s not going to sit well with some fans. Previously the series had been deeply concerned with matters of great bloodlines — princesses and priests — but Last Jedi centers characters who are ordinary people: Finn (John Boyega: Detroit, Half of a Yellow Sun), the deserting Stormtrooper who worked sanitation back on the Starkiller Base of Awakens, is back, and teams up with Rose Tico (Kelly Marie Tran), a maintenance engineer on a Resistance ship, for a grand subplot of an adventure in a casino planet that seems to be the galaxy’s Monaco. That takes the film through an exploration of the massive divide between rich and poor in the galaxy that feels very familiar. (We’ve never had much of a sense of the galactic economy before, and there’s not much escapist fantasy to it.)

TFW you meet your old boss, from the crappy job you just stopped showing up at one day...
TFW you meet your old boss, from the crappy job you just stopped showing up at one day…

The Jedi are not so amazing after all, and we shouldn’t revere them. You are not your parents, or your grandparents, and you make your own destiny. This is all a bold new direction for the Star Wars series (at least as represented by the movies), and audacity like this is precisely what was needed if it is going to continue without feeling redundant. But perhaps most astonishing of all is the lashing Johnson delivers to the very notion of stereotypical heroics, the stuff the Star Wars saga has been built on: Selfish heroics do not win the day. Real heroism is quiet and self-sacrificing, not boisterous and self-aggrandizing. Some of this is explored in the story thread involving Resistance pilot Poe Dameron (Oscar Isaac: X-Men: Apocalypse, Mojave) and Resistance leader Vice Admiral Holdo (Laura Dern: The Founder, 99 Homes), who deems him a “trigger-happy flyboy.” If Poe felt like the Han Solo stand-in for The Force Awakens, the kind of stunts Han Solo once pulled are directly criticized here, and not only through Poe. All of the women of Last Jedi, here at what feels like a last stand for the Resistance against the evil First Order, have just about had it with men thinking they can get away with being jerks if they’re also “heroic.”

Some stuff doesn’t work. There’s a moment that is meant to, I think, show how someone is unexpectedly strong with the Force, but it’s pretty laughable. The resolution to Poe’s subplot is almost exactly the opposite of what it should be (I hope this will be dealt with in Episode IX). Some of what happens on the casino planet — called Canto Bight, and sure to figure in the next film — is goofy on a level as cringe-inducing as things we saw in the prequel trilogy; like, Jar-Jar Binks–awful.

Oh, poor Poe. His brand of heroics is not so welcome anymore.
Oh, poor Poe. His brand of heroics is not so welcome anymore.

But mostly, this is a terrific film, and truly exciting as Star Wars. It is full of humor and courage and often dazzling and even shocking imagery. The last appearance by Carrie Fisher (Maps to the Stars, The Women) as Princess turned General Leia Organa is powerfully poignant, not least because it involves a passing of the torch to the next generation of badass women, characters who stand in for all the little-girl fans who took inspiration from Leia when she was even more of an anomaly than a robust female character is now. And as much as the film’s title — The Last Jedi — sounds apocalyptic, it’s eventually hugely hopeful. Though I’m still left with the same sort of sense of dread and terrible suspense I felt as an 11-year-old in 1980, flattened back into my seat by the ending of The Empire Strikes Back, worrying how I was possibly going to survive the whole three years before finding out how Han, Luke, and Leia were going to get out of their fine mess. (Fortunately, it’s only two years till Episode IX.) Things seem very much worse for Rey, Finn, Poe, Rose, and the rest at this juncture. That Rian Johnson has managed to make me both hopeful and hopeless at the same time is a wonder.

see also:
Star Wars: The Force Awakens movie review: a new hope
Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker movie review: the galaxy isn’t far far away, it’s just very small

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