Star Wars: The Last Jedi

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Star Wars: The Last Jedi

A triumph of comic irreverence and dramatic purpose, Episode VIII dazzles like the sci-fi saga hasn't in decades.

Rolling up with the kind of intergalactic swagger that gives us a cosmically infuriating phone prank within the first five minutes, Star Wars: The Last Jedi is a work of supreme confidence: witty, wild and free to roam unexplored territory. If J.J. Abrams’s franchise-rebooting The Force Awakens (2015) was the creation of a boy who lovingly dusted off old toys and put them through their expected poses, its superior sequel is made by a more inventive kid—maybe one with a sideline as his block’s most inspired D&D Dungeon Master—who asks: Why can’t a Rebel fleet be commanded by Laura Dern in a purple wig? Why can’t we have planets of blood-red sand, herds of rampaging alien cattle or adorable puffin-esque porgs invading the cockpit of the Millennium Falcon like wanna-be copilots?

That kid is writer-director Rian Johnson, previously a maker of such mind-colonizing indies as Brick and Looper. Here, he’s been given awesome license to steer this beloved series into hyperspace. (His chapter should be studied by Hollywood execs tempted to entrust their billion-dollar properties to the humorless.) The Last Jedi scrapes the psychologically dark edge of George Lucas’s original middle chapter, The Empire Strikes Back, but carries that grandeur with ease. Centrally, Johnson creates a running head-to-head dialogue—almost a mystical form of FaceTime—between Rey (Daisy Ridley), rising warrior of the Resistance, and Kylo Ren (Adam Driver, as tortured as he was in Martin Scorsese’s religious-themed Silence), a furious Darth Vader in the making. Their running conversation hints at the inevitability of their meeting in the flesh; it even vibrates with a sexual charge. Star Wars has long been a form of Wagnerian opera, but rarely has it treated space and time this pliably.

Along that sturdy through line, Johnson peppers the plot with eye-widening sequences: titanic wedge-like destroyers exploding in action scenes of off-planetary warfare; swirling lightsaber duels; the sparky comic byplay between courageous Finn (John Boyega) and a new character, a no-bull mechanic named Rose (Kelly Marie Tran); and Rey’s own experiences on a fog-shrouded island, home to none other than glum Luke Skywalker (Mark Hamill, rarely this magnetic). After taking his lightsaber and unceremoniously tossing it off a cliff—again, Johnson relishes confounding superfans—Luke slowly swings back into the spirit of things. The movie stokes the embers of radicalization, even those cooled by personal tragedy: It’s a blockbuster about getting back on your feet, flicking the dirt off your shoulder and heading into battle recharged.

That’s an invigorating idea to smuggle into big-budget entertainment. For all of Johnson’s skill in conjuring a universe of chatty droids (and a crafty thief played by Benicio del Toro, sure to be seen again), he understands that Star Wars has always been a vessel that we, as audiences, fill with our own timely preoccupations. There’s no denying the overwhelming emotional thrill of seeing Carrie Fisher—whose final performance shows no sign of digital trickery—inspire her team of fighters from all walks of life, all shapes and colors. “We have everything we need,” we hear at the rebels’ darkest hour. Johnson has taken that as his rallying cry and poured 40 years of imagineering into his own mold, emerging with an absolute winner. He’ll have to show us that Jedi mind trick someday.

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By: Joshua Rothkopf

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Release details

Rated:
PG-13
Release date:
Friday December 15 2017
Duration:
152 mins

Cast and crew

Director:
Rian Johnson
Screenwriter:
Rian Johnson
Cast:
Oscar Isaac
Daisy Ridley
Mark Hamill
Adam Driver
John Boyega
Kelly Marie Tran
Carrie Fisher
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