Late to the party, but, hey, it’s still in theaters. I actually got to see this one in the theaters just before Christmas.
I liked it a lot. I thought the movie was
very similar to the first one. Here’s the desert planet where the hero(ine) with no parents begins. Here’s the giant thing that blows up planets. Here’s the bad guy in a black helmet. Here’s the cute robot entrusted with the secret document. Here’s Han Solo in trouble with some guys. Here’s the cantina with weird aliens. Here’s the rebel base launching a mission to defeat the giant thing that blows up planets.
But that’s okay, I still enjoyed it and look forward to where things will go.
I agree with others that there wasn’t really any memorable new music for me. But I do think that could change upon subsequent viewings. When walked out of the first Lord of the Rings for the first time, I thought about how the music was pretty forgettable. But after seeing it many more times, I realized how wrong I was. Sometimes, good music takes a few listens to sink in.
I knew that Ren was going to kill Han the moment it was revealed that Han was his father. It just fits. It’s part of the journey to the dark side. If he didn’t do it, there would be no villain. I agree with whoever highlighted the moment with Han touching Ren’s (or Ben’s) cheek). That was one of the highlights of the movie for me. Even after being betrayed by his own son, he still showed him love. I hate to see Han leave, but it was a good way to go. I love that Chewie was super worked up after that.
Perhaps that is high praise for the movie that it just fit together. It behaved as I would expect a Star Wars movie to behave.
Just an aside—and this could be totally in the realm of “you’re over-thinking things”—but I was a bit amused when Rey was about to shoot an unsuspecting storm trooper and the gun jammed. Then he spotted her and shot at her before she got it unjammed and shot him. I found it reminiscent of the whole “Han shot first” thing. She was
going to shoot first. But then she actually didn’t.
