‘Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker’ is a Disney Princess Movie: An extremely long and incredibly comprehensive breakdown
WARNING: This contains MASSIVE SPOILERS for the ENTIRE movie. Don’t read it if you haven’t seen it and don’t want to be spoiled. Seriously.
The latest Star Wars film, The Rise of Skywalker, has divided audiences into those who enjoy going to the cinema to shut their brains off for a few hours, and those who feel personally attacked by this movie.
Director J.J. Abrams is a masterful visual artist, but even someone blinded by lens flares can see there’s something a bit weird about this film. It’s beautifully designed, luxurious to watch, and it’s clear that a lot of care and love went into it. But, it makes no goddamn sense. It felt like I was watching a hand sewn patchwork quilt made by an extremely talented, dementia riddled grandmother.
2018’s The Last Jedi copped a lot flack, especially from MRA types, for reminding them that Laura Dern will never fuck them.
