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Solo: A Star Wars Story movie review: where has our scoundrel gone?

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MaryAnn’s quick take…

A Star Wars–flavored juice drink* of a movie (*contains 10% real juice) that tells us nothing of significance we didn’t already know about Han Solo, in an incarnation that lacks his essential charisma and precarious danger.tweet
I’m “biast” (pro): huge Star Wars fan
I’m “biast” (con): nothing
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women’s participation in this film
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How did Han Solo meet Chewbacca? How did he meet Lando Calrissian? How did he become captain of the Millennium Falcon? How did he get involved with Jabba the Hutt? How did he get his blaster (because of course he couldn’t have just bought it at the blaster counter at a Corellian Walmart)? Just what is the Kessel Run, anyway, and how did Han fly it in the apparently unheard-of time of “12 parsecs”?

The fastest hunk-a-junk in the galaxy was a lot shinier and cleaner when Lando owned it...

The fastest hunk-a-junk in the galaxy was a lot shinier and cleaner when Lando owned it…

Solo: A Star Wars Story informs us that, astonishingly, all of Han’s backstory that we’ve heard mentioned across the Star Wars movies occurred in the span of a mere few days! And it involves a lot of enormous coincidence and everybody knowing everybody else, even in this big wide galaxy. Why, it’s almost as if the Force were strong with Han. Except we already knew that there’s no mystical energy field that controls his destiny.

The Force is about the only Star Wars trope that isn’t checked off in the box-ticking exercise that is this Star Wars–flavored juice drink* of a movie. (*Contains 10% real juice.) We get lots of interesting planets, funny droids, giant space monsters menacing passing starships, and a visit to an exotic bar where creatures make alien music and humans drink weird booze. There are shootouts with Imperial stormtroopers, daring last-minute escapes, and the Millennium Falcon being tracked by a mysterious masked figure even though its captain thinks he’s too hot-shit for that to happen. And that’s all cool. That’s great. But it’s only backdrop.

We discover how Han got the surname Solo, but the scene so cringe-inducing that you can’t believe that the movie attempts to get away with it.
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It’s the story — the actual, you know, meat of the thing — that fails to give us any real reason to show up. The muddled heist plot about Woody Harrelson (War for the Planet of the Apes, The Edge of Seventeen) leading a gang out to steal some incredibly valuable and powerful starship “hyperfuel” gives zero opportunity for us to learn anything about his latest recruit, Han (Alden Ehrenreich: Hail, Caesar!, Beautiful Creatures), that we didn’t already know. Well, okay, no: We discover how Han got the surname Solo (because of course it couldn’t just be his actual surname), but that “explanation” is so obvious and the scene so cringe-inducing that you can’t believe that the movie attempts to get away with it. (It’s hard to accept that Solo was written by Lawrence Kasdan, whose very first screen credit is the brilliantly scripted Empire Strikes Back; he also contributed to The Force Awakens. His son, Jonathan, also gets a screenwriting credit here.) The stakes are so low for Han: we know he can’t die; we know he can’t divert too much from his scoundrel-with-a-heart-of-gold persona. Ehrenreich is barely younger than Harrison Ford was when they shot the first Star Wars movie — he’s already an adult, and clearly not too far from his meeting with Luke Skywalker and Ben Kenobi on Tatooine — so there’s no temporal room for him to change or grow. He’s a character on a treadmill.

And maybe even that wouldn’t matter if we were just killing time with the Han Solo we know. But Ehrenreich isn’t only a little short for Han Solo, he lacks Ford’s charisma, his ineffable oddball way of being funny and serious at the same time. Ehrenreich is cute but he’s bland. (ETA: On second thought…) Ford blazed with precarious danger; Ehrenreich’s Han is, well, cuddly. That’s not right.

There is not enough thigh holster in the movie. Like, this is pretty much it. I am extremely disappointed.

There is not enough thigh holster in the movie. Like, this is pretty much it. I am extremely disappointed.

I wish Lucasfilm had had the nerve to stick with their original directors, Phil Lord and Christopher Miller, whose gonzo sense of humor — they made Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs and the Jump Street movies — seemed like the perfect match for Han’s personality. The Star Wars movies could use a shaking up, and this movie could have been perfect for that, since it’s not only standalone but entirely tangential. Apparently Lord and Miller scared Disney with their comedic take on the character when the studio wanted an action movie. But their new director, Ron Howard (Inferno, The Beatles: Eight Days a Week – The Touring Years), has turned in action sequences that are incoherent — it’s almost impossible to tell what’s going on in most of them — while also letting the few attempts at humor fizzle. (One big intended laugh is so completely underplayed and the dialogue so muffled that it’s totally baffling.)

What’s left? There’s some tacked-on rebellion stuff that feels like more box-ticking, and female characters (Thandie Newton’s [Gringo, Half of a Yellow Sun]; Emilia Clarke’s [Me Before You, Terminator Genisys]) who are treated appallingly, their existence little more than mere motivation to spur on the men. Donald Glover’s (Spider-Man: Homecoming, The Martian) Lando is a suave side dish, but mostly Solo is all very pat and tidy and buttoned-down and oh-so familiar. It doesn’t feel very outlaw. Han Solo would be disgusted.


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Solo: A Star Wars Story (2018) | directed by Ron Howard
US/Can release: May 25 2018
UK/Ire release: May 24 2018

MPAA: rated PG-13 for sequences of sci-fi action/violence
BBFC: rated 12A (moderate violence)

viewed in 2D IMAX
viewed at a semipublic screening with an audience of critics and ordinary moviegoers

official site | IMDb | trailer
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