Caleria wrote:
In fact, I think that's probably my biggest gripe with TLJ. We came into it with so many questions:
Who were Rey's parents?
Who were the Knights of Ren?
Who exactly is Snoke, and where has he been hiding all these years?
And none of them were answered appropriately.
I think that's the thing, though. They were answered (well, not the Knights of Ren thing, but I think it's a fair assumption that they are they missing students). Who were Rey's parents? They were nobodies. No matter how much Rey (and the audience) wanted there to be some grand plan, some cosmic design to her abandonment, there wasn't...they were just garbage people who sold her off and left her to rot. She likely has a great destiny ahead of her, but it's on her to step up, and not leave it up to some predetermined familial promise.
Who was Snoke? It...doesn't matter. He was an Evil Space Wizard who dressed like Space Hugh Hefner and was strong in the Force and wanted to space-conquer space things. It doesn't matter where he came from, or what his backstory was...he was just an evil guy who wanted to rule and stuff. I've seen so many fan theories about him, and people were convinced that he was a character we already knew, that there was some great twist and he was going to be Anakin Skywalker (surprise!) or Palpatine reborn (surprise!) or (my personal favorite for goofy fan theories) Leia (dun dun dunnnn!).
The whole movie was about disappointment and the death (and rebirth) of hope. It forced its characters to own up to their mistakes (Luke), stand on their own two feet instead of propping themselves up with "destiny" or "preordination" (Rey), or gain resolve, step forward, and move closer to their goals (Ben). It's comforting to think that you can't lose because you're the Good Guy or the Chosen One, that fate or whatever has picked you and the outcome is
fait accompli. It's a lot more dangerous, and scary, and most importantly interesting to say "No, you're on your own. Your fate is what you make." That's one of the things this film did so well...it constantly raised the stakes, and ripped away the safety net of thinking this trilogy was going to just be another redo of the OG trilogy.
I hope(!) to the heavens that when Abrams returns for Episode IX, he doesn't undo all of the revelations of
The Last Jedi. Not only would it be exceptionally cheap ("Oh, no, Kylo Ren was just lying! You're actually a Super Special Chosen One person." "Uhhh, yeah, Snoke was actually a hologram the whole time and didn't die and was the secret third Skywalker sibling all along!"), but also...that's boring, and repetitive, and trite. The great strength of
The Last Jedi is that it resolved Abrams' damnable Mystery Box style of storytelling, answering those hanging questions and saying "OK...where do we go from here?"
The Force Awakens, which I greatly enjoyed outside of pretty much anything to do with Han, was a necessary course-correct from the dour, largely incompetent prequels (though
Revenge of the Sith is better than
Return of the Jedi, sorry). But this is what
Star Wars needed now: to shake off the past, create something new, and forge ahead into a scary, uncharted future.