Kylo is offered this, Kylo does not take it, and Kylo falls to the dark side. Not the badass dark side that makes Vader, and Maul so effortlessly cool. The dark side of the Last Jedi is being torn apart, self-destructive rage, impotent rage, destructive and toxic emotions that only end up hurting. We are shown a vision of the dark side that is seductive not because it’s done up in sexy black leather, but because it’s easy.
For you see, The Last Jedi tells us what many other narratives like this do not. Kylo does not *deserve* redemption. There is no cookie for doing the bare minimum of recognising Rey’s worth and right to be the hero. He can only redeem herself by taking his place at her side, joining her team, accepting equality over supremacy. He doesn’t, and for that he receives the most terrible of punishments: being left alone with himself.
Kylo Ren is a creature of talent. He’s not useless, like poor dear Hux, he possesses *Snoke voice* ‘Raw, untamed power’. He has expectations of himself, ambition, a desire to remake the world and prove himself worthy. But he is buckling under the weight of it, torn apart by his own expectations, lost and seeking guidance and has failed to find it in any mentor or master or father. His privilege and his entitlement — the Skywalker name, his hegemonic whiteness — cause him to squander what he has, because of course it should be easy for him. He’s supposed to be the hero, right? And if he’s failed at being the hero then he can always be the bad guy.