Star Wars: The Last Jedi was a great film. Or it was a terrible film. Or it was a good film, but a bad Star Wars film. I dunno, I can’t keep up anymore.
At least we can all agree it was, indeed, a movie. Right…?
I’m a fan of Star Wars, as I’ve said before. Personally, I had a lot of fun with the new film. I was able to see it twice, and I thoroughly enjoyed it, especially in getting to catch certain things that I missed on my first viewing. There are a lot of things people have talked about regarding the movie, from the way certain characters were portrayed, how the universe continued to work, and where the narrative took us. In this article, however, I would like to talk about one specific element that I’ve heard criticized consistently, and that probably sticks with me the most. Obviously, massive spoilers ahead after the jump.
It’s May 4th today!
Which is now celebrated as Star Wars Day because of a vague semblance between “fourth” and “force,” especially if you have a lisp (or is it lithp?). Easy jokes aside, let’s talk about my love of Thtar Warth for a change!