Film Review
By Brent Cutler
Star Wars: The Last Jedi.
Director: Rian Johnson; Writers: Rian Johnson, George Lucas Stars: Daisy Ridley, John Boyega, Mark Hamill. Certificate PG-13; 212min.
The film is episode eight of the Star Wars series. Episode six, The Empire Strikes Back, saw the Evil Empire
of Darth Vader and Emperor Palpatine defeated by the rebel alliance. In episode
seven, The Force Awakens, we see
the Empire reconstituted in the form of the First Order. We also see Kylo Ren,
the son of Han Solo and Leia Organa, turn to the Dark Side; meanwhile the
rebels return to being rebels, an inter-galactic example of permanent
revolution perhaps.
The Last Jedi shows a mixture of
good cinematic effects, which perhaps can only be appreciated on the big
screen, a complex story and an array of new characters. There is discussion in the film about the
past mistakes of the Jedi Order; an order that bares many similarities to the
Warrior Monks of the Middle Ages.
The new characters emanate the
middle and lower ranks of the resistance, and have a tendency to disobey orders
and act independently; after all they are rebels. There is one section of the
film where a rebel duo visit a planet inhabited by the super-rich, dominated by
a mega casino and private security guards. It is later explained that these
people obtained their wealth by selling weapons to both sides in the conflict;
a possible attack on the arms trade? Must I not remind readers that good
science fiction is as much about the present as about any imagined future.
The use of CGI (computer-generated
imagery) enabled the film-makers to use the late Carrie Fisher to continue to
play General Leia. Some may argue about the efficacy of this – are there not
better ways to honour the memory of someone who may have led a somewhat tragic
life but was still an outstanding actress? It also poses the question that if
the recently deceased can be reused in films, why not bring long-dead actors
back to life?
As someone who has seen every Star Wars film since 1977, it probably is worth a trip to your nearest
multiplex. Which, unlike in 1977, you may now find surrounded by an array of
overpriced restaurants staffed by 20-somethings on zero-hour contracts.
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