With The Force Awakens writer, director and producer J.J. Abrams replacing The Last Jedi’s Rian Johnson (a public whipping-boy for that one, although it wasn’t that bad), this reunites the new characters, drags in some old familiar faces, ties up loose ends and builds, at length, to what should be one of the grandest finales in all American cinema. But it isn’t really.
Even more dispiriting than the movie itself, however,
are the rabid legions of Star Wars fans out there – amongst the most
toxic in the world today – who’ll be screaming apoplectically about this until
the next, essentially unrelated movie comes along in a few years time. Don’t
you wish they’d all grow the Hell up?
Without mentioning any spoilers, we open with Supreme
Leader of the First Order Kylo Ren (Adam Driver) travelling to discover the
origins of a mysterious voice he keeps on hearing. Ren, like Voldemort, Freddy
Kruger and Godzilla, simply won’t die, and Driver has trouble making him as
commanding as he really should be; he comes on less like a Shakespearean
villain and more a sullen teenager. Which Ren kind of is, actually.
Finn (John Boyega), Poe Dameron (Oscar Isaac) and
Chewbacca (now played by Joonas Suotamo) are off in the Millennium Falcon,
while Rey (Daisy Ridley) is Jedi-ing around as General Leia (Carrie Fisher)
contributes sagely advice. The late, great Fisher has been gone for three years
now and the role has been somewhat macabrely constructed here by way of unused
footage, soundbites and stand-ins, and therefore Leia feels disconnected from
the action. Abrams, as if feeling that her unreality must be acknowledged, even
has her say, “Nothing’s impossible.”
Finn, Poe and Rey unite and set up a basic love
triangle, which will disappoint some LGBT audiences who hoped the guys might
have more of a bi-curious bromance, and a basic, call-back-heavy plot kicks in
as they venture forth alongside C-3PO (Anthony Daniels once again) to take on
Ren and his Dark-Side-ish types, which now include a sneering Richard E. Grant,
no less, as Allegiant General Pryde. And it all feels just a little
underwhelming, but John Williams’ done-to-death score swells to hopefully
convince you that you are indeed having an awesome experience, and Ridley, in
particular, acts her heart out.
But, 42 years after the first Star Wars (or Episode
IV, or whatever), this can’t help but feel like a bit of a fizzer,
partially because of the fact that, back in 1977, no one had ever seen a movie
like Star Wars – and now we see them all the damn time, week in, week
out. And yes, they’re often better.
Star Wars’ most drooling devotees won’t be pleased, but for Luke’s sake, are they ever?!
Star Wars: The Rise Of Skywalker (M) is now screening at cinemas absolutely everywhere
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