Don’t worry, there are no spoilers here! We at the Valks understand that not everyone is able to see a film the instant it comes out – we won’t post anything that could ruin the movie or you. We can get to our theories and full review of Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker later…
I’ve got a bad feeling about this…
2019 brought with it the end the end of many of our most beloved stories, and as is custom, Star Wars rounds off the year. It’s the way. The Rise of Skywalker was anticipated for many reasons – not all of them good. Its reception since release has been mixed at best, but you know what? For all its flaws, I liked it. I actually liked it.
In saying that I liked The Rise of Skywalker, I am not saying it was perfect. Far from it (despite a drenched-through Adam Driver). There were so many issues with this film. The pacing was breakneck, scrabbling for abrupt dialogue and trying to get as much as possible in your face. The first half felt like an excitable and confused but adorable child was explaining a Star Wars dream they had to me. There were enough new characters that the ones we know and love often suffered from lack of exposition. Some acting was stellar, some was good, some was…fine, some were barely there. Decisions were made, then changed, but then made again (but…also changed?). I didn’t know if the headache I had when I left was from the hyperactive plot, the crying, or those damned IMAX glasses.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…
In spite of all of that, I still liked it – even though it might not sound that way. Is fan service really that great a crime? Giving the fans? What they want? Wow. That brings us onto what I think is the real failing of Star Wars: some of the fans. I am nervous to even publish this review. Being vilified for defending something, or liking something, or not liking something, or having an opinion, is the bane of a Star Wars fan’s life. I hate to be the one to say it, but these films do not belong to you. Your memories and the way they make you feel belong to you. The first time you saw them, your theories and excitement belong to you. Yes, we are all fans, and we love what happened in 1977, but it isn’t 1977 any more. Things move on and change and evolve, and if you love them, you let them. You know what they say about stopping change? You can’t stop it any more than the setting of the suns.
For all its flaws (and yes, there were many), I liked The Rise of Skywalker. That is what love is, right? looking at something that is by all accounts imperfect, but still loving it anyway. The Rise of Skywalker had parts I adored, parts I hated, parts that made me sob, and parts that made me angry. It made mistakes, but we all do. This film, whatever it did, would have failed some people. It had an impossible task on its hands, and it fumbled and tripped, but still made it across the finish line. It was never “the end of Star Wars” – the saga may have ended, but the story never will (not just for love, Disney have basically got a license to print money with this franchise – capitalism, right?).
The Rise of Skywalker
When you watch this film, just watch it. If you love it? Cool! If you hate it? Rad! Just please, don’t use it as a stick to beat each other with; that has never been what Star Wars was about. Think about how you felt in the good times, and remember that for some, this might just be one of those good times. Oh, and may the force be with you.