Just got back from seeing it, and goddamn I am pumped. Put everything else aside, that movie was just
fun. I think I had a smile unavoidably plastered across my face for most of it. Yes, there were a bunch of events that were probably far too convenient if I stop and think about them, and the whole Republic/Resistance/First Order dynamic wasn't properly explained, and when you step back and take a look it was nearly a shot-for-shot homage of A New Hope, but all of that fades into the background compared to how damn fun it was. This was the first movie in 32 years that actually
feels like Star Wars, and that's no small thing. It's amazing how much you wind up missing well-written characters and dialog, not to mention honest-to-God physical sets and effects. And yes, it was a sun-eating Death Star 3 for who knows what reason, but it looked really badass doing its thing, so I'm good.
It's a funny thing, though. I was born several years after the OT premiered, and while I don't even specifically remember the first time I saw the films, I know they were a big part of my childhood. Hell, I will forever carry the shame of having seen Episode I
three times in theaters (I was an idiot tween then, so cut past me some slack). But none of that shiny over-produced mess came anywhere close to producing the feelings of nostalgia that this did. The thing about the prequels is that the more you think about them, the worse you realize they were, until you inevitably wind up with a list of critiques like the Plinkett reviews. But this film produced the exact opposite reaction in me. Yes, I recognize the flaws, but I'll gladly forgive them because of its underlying strength. I'd go back out and see this movie again tomorrow, and it's going to be an agonizingly long two years until we get its sequel.
And I know why they felt like they had to do it, and they honestly probably did have to do it, and it'll probably be for the best...but why did they do it?
