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Theres no one around likeThe Last JedidirectorRian Johnsonto gum up the works with anything resembling a personal style.
Lots of tears in this movie.
Lots of feelings,wo-oh-ohfeelings.
Going by his number ofmwah-ha-has, hes more evil than ever.
(Palpatines motives change from scene to scene.
Is he a little senile?
I also wondered that about the aged Chewbacca, who often seems lost.)
Kylo, of course, needs no prodding to pursue Rey, now a fully ascendant Jedi.
(Like grandfather, like son.
He has even designed his own cute little Vader helmet, black with red crackle lines.)
During one, a lovelorn Finn (John Boyega) screams, Rey!
which is beyond stupid because why would he distract her?
He cant contribute anything, and if she turns and yells, What!?
The fanbrats must be pleased to have been heard and respected.
I imagine theyre quite proud of themselves.
Despite Abramss flashcard tempos, the leads come off beautifully.
Ridley is more confident here, more centered, more Jedi.
Driver continues to fascinate, perplex, and thrill in equal measure.
Or do you prefer the formulaic, crowd-pleasing cartoons of J.J. Abrams?
I emerged from Lucass films with a measure of respect, though.
and then, Im going to Disney World!
