Mrs Earth-Prime and I saw Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker last night and while it wasn’t the best film in the series, it played with my emotions in several scenes and genuinely made me a little teary at several points.
I’m not a fan of The Last Jedi – it’s the only one of the main Star Wars films that I never bothered seeing a second time in the cinema and only bought it on DVD a couple of months ago, thinking to give it a second viewing before seeing …Skywalker. I’m happy to report the slapstick from the last film is gone and while it’s replaced with a safer feeling of nostalgia in …Skywalker, it works for the most part.
The plot revolves mostly around Rey’s family, retconning Last Jedi‘s revelation about them being nobody special but in a way that makes sense. There’s a redemptive arc for some characters and, of course, the sad passing of Carrie Fisher necessitates the death of Princess Leia but it’s handled well and becomes an important plot point.
There were several scenes that genuinely surprised me (Force lightning! He’s back!) and, like I said, by the end I needed a moment to gather myself together before driving home.
I’m old enough to have watched the original Star Wars in the cinema and have seen each of them since. Again, while Episode IX isn’t a perfect film, it still – for me – gives the whole story a satisfying conclusion.