2017 film General Release

Star Wars: The Last Jedi | Review ★★★

While Johnson's darkly portentous yet irreverently comedic sequel delights and surprises, it offers few sparks of hope for the saga's future.

In his long-awaited sequel to JJ Abram’s 2015 The Force Awakens, Rian Johnson wastes no time in expressing the attitude for his instalment of the Star Wars saga. It comes moments after The Force Awakens’ cliff (hanger) meeting between heroes Rey (Daisy Ridley) and Luke Skywalker (Mark Hamill). Skywalker’s reflective stance holding his old lightsaber and subsequent gesture perfectly exemplifies the dramatic emotional weight yet irreverent energy that Johnson brings into The Last Jedi. Through this precariously balanced tone, Johnson can surprise and delight as he seems unafraid to take creative liberties with the established mythos within and surrounding  the Star Wars films. However, despite the cast’s natural charisma which includes the extended screen presence of beloved fan favourites, Johnson struggles to develop a genuinely engaging new direction for the franchise. The obligatory opening crawl declares the Resistance are relying on a ‘spark of hope’ in their plight against the First Order. At the moment, ‘sparks’ of hope feels like an appropriate metaphor for this saga’s future.

Despite the loss of their planet-destroying base in Episode VII, the First Order are in the ascendence while the victorious but weak Resistance, led by seasoned General Leia (Carrie Fisher) and hot-shot pilot Poe Dameron (Oscar Isaac), attempt a retreat across the galaxy. Overseen by the grotesquely twisted, spiteful Supreme Leader Snoke (Andy Serkis) and helmed by his obsequious henchmen Hux (Domhnall Gleeson) the Resistance grow more desperate as they are unable to escape the devastating weaponry of the First Order. The recently recovered Finn (John Boyega) and determined rebel Rose (Kelly Tran) are sent on a mission to save the burdened movement as losses increase and alliances fray. Meanwhile, having located the last of the Jedi, Rey finds Luke unwilling to train her in the ancient ways of the Force. “Go away” he wearingly snaps, either shunning the insistent Rey as he stomps (Crusoe-like) around his island and shuts himself away in rueful solitude in his stone hut. As Poe must persuade the Resistance to take up the fight, Rey implores Luke to take up his Jedi mastery so she can defeat Luke’s fallen apprentice Kylo Ren (Adam Driver). Destinies intertwine and, once again, the fate of the galaxy is at stake…

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There is a twinkle to Mark Hamill’s performance that just winks lovingly at the audience and his scenes with lead Daisy Ridley concerning the intrigues of the Force are the most affecting in the film.

Johnson’s script and direction, despite issues of pacing, needless digressions (yes, the sojourn to the ‘casino’ planet), and awkward humour (which often feels more appropriate to Mel Brooks or James Gunn’s intergalactic comedies than Star Wars), certainly surprises and delights as it leaves aside the narrative derivativeness that so crucially defined The Force Awakens. No doubt seizing upon the feverish speculation surrounding the ‘mysteries’ from Abram’s entry, Johnson appears unafraid in consciously subverting those expectations. This is a double-edged sword, which no doubt has contributed to the (often vitriolic) fan backlash against The Last Jedi since its release. On the one hand, it is refreshing in how unexpected some of these revelations are, but on the other, narratively speaking, it sweeps away major plot-points that seemed firmly established in the previous episode. More intriguingly though, Johnson plays with the internal mythology of the Star Wars saga, tentatively questioning previously rooted concepts of the light-dark side dichotomy, hereditary lineages of power and legends that grow out of heroism.

Johnson doesn’t fully commit to deconstructing these established themes nor travels too far from the deeply engrained sentimentality and epically sprawling visuals in space and on alien worlds which is quintessentially Star Wars. There is enough pastiche to appeal to fans which, in my view, demonstrate some lack of imagination: set-pieces, scenes and dialogue that allude to (or even directly quote) The Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi or sly nods to directors Terry Gilliam and Akira Kurosawa-the latter a source of inspiration for originator George Lucas. Yet in contrast to The Force Awakens which drew too heavily on A New Hope, there are some visually striking moments that seem unique to the saga: an ultrasonic light speed shattering of an enemies’ ship; a heroic figure walking out alone through flames to face an army against a blood-red sunset; two heroes astride an alien-creature being chased across a double-moonlit beach; two old friends exchanging truisms on teaching and failure beside a burning ancient tree. All this is reinforced by composer John Williams’ reliably evocative symphonies which sound more distinct here than they ever were in The Force Awakens  

Its fair to say that the veterans of the franchise, Fisher and Hamill, bring most of the emotional gravity to the proceedings. Of course, Fisher’s passing brings a slightly distorting poignancy to her performance but, in reality, she’s still given very little to do. Some tough quips (‘Wipe that anxious-expression off of your face, Threepio’) offer glimpses of the forthright, young princess of yesteryear but otherwise she’s forlorn and embattled, glued to directing battles from a spaceship console. Appropriate to its title, this is really Hamill’s film. After being relegated to the final thirty seconds of The Force Awakens, the grizzled, pessimistic and brooding Skywalker is the most interesting development in this new trilogy, far exceeding the perfunctory performance of Harrison Ford’s Solo. Despite Skywalker’s deep shame, emerging through his shaking, watery-eyes, there is a twinkle to Hamill’s performance that just winks lovingly at the audience and his scenes with lead Ridley concerning the intrigues of the Force and the past are the most affecting in the film.

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There is enough pastiche here for the fans that demonstrate some lack of imagination: set-pieces and scenes that evoke (or even directly quote) The Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi or sly nods to directors Terry Gilliam and Akira Kurosawa. Yet unlike Abrams’ uninspired set-pieces, there are some striking, memorable moments in The Last Jedi.

It’s the ‘new kids’ that get somewhat lukewarm (no pun intended) treatment and reception. While Isaac’s Poe finally gets to develop slightly in this sequel (taking account of his reckless actions as the body-count of the Resistance mounts), Ridley, Boyega and Driver are still playing disinteresting characters, despite their likeable screen presence. Ridley is an effective enough through her indefatigable determination, with Driver as the vaguely compelling angsty foil, but Boyega is often set adrift in the narrative. The newcomers in Kelly Tran’s Rose and Laura Dern’s Admiral Hondo, while clearly admirable, become merely serviceable to the lengthy plot (mainly to slow it down with curious, though not entirely unappreciated, deviations into a bottom-up revolution against the capitalist super-rich and adept role-reversals with the macho-egoistic Poe). Competing with Driver’s villain is the uncomfortable, pantomimic performance from Domhnall Gleeson’s Hux: a villain of such melodramatic, British RP-clipped lunacy (reminiscent of his impressively cold A.A.Milne in Goodbye Christopher Robin) that even his comrades and henchmen look at him askance. Benecio del Toro’s stuttering code-breaker feels superfluous and would have been better merged with the redundant Captain Phasma, which now confirms definitively the waste of actor Gwendoline Christie. This, in my opinion, is the major problem going forward. Due to the rehashed or parodied characterisation established in Abram’s The Force Awakens with Johnson’s script which fails to meaningfully develop these new heroes and villains, there is little intrigue for the episode(s) ahead. As our heroes of old, those which bring that nostalgic haze to the screen, begin to fade away as The Last Jedi jumps to light speed onto the next adventure, I’m not hugely invested in the continuation of their journeys into Episode XI, especially with Abrams back at the helm in 2019.

In many ways, The Last Jedi is the film that The Force Awakens should have been- touching lightly upon the past but really trying to build for the new generation. While The Last Jedi still carries the ‘tribute’ quality for the original trilogy and indulgent fan-service, which on a meta-level brings in the almost ‘mythic’-status of Star Wars from its audiences’ childhood memories (the final moments, Johnson clearly tips his hat to the child in all of the fans), he still tries to chart a course into an unknown, and very uncertain, future. While the proverbial torch is finally being passed on, it remains in danger of flickering out altogether.

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