
“Nothing is impossible.”
– Leia Organa.
Setbacks plagued the production of The Rise of Skywalker. Director changes, script leaks, and a huge pressure fell on all crew involved. This was the last we would see of these characters—the last chance to end not only a new story, but an old one. The last chance to answer the questions posed by Episode VII. Did it overcome all the obstacles to deliver a satisfying end?
Yes and no.
The Rise of Skywalker has a runtime of 142 minutes. There’s action packed into every single one of those minutes. If we had any downtime to recover from what just happened it’d be fine, but instead we’re whipped away with the characters into some other plot thread.
Speaking of plot threads, there are a lot of them. With so much happening in one movie it’s hard to keep up with all the loose ends, so Episode IX just…doesn’t. Some intriguing plot points lead nowhere, dropped for something else that the story plucks out of thin air. Characters ignore things said in Episode VIII or even earlier in The Rise of Skywalker. Episode VIII in general seems to have been forgotten by this movie. As someone who didn’t exactly enjoy The Last Jedi I didn’t mind, but as someone who likes continuity, I was miffed to say the least.
Without foreshadowing, certain “twists” came out of the blue. We couldn’t have possibly predicted several of the big reveals. Some “sacrifices” merely for dramatic effect get reversed later. I couldn’t shake the belief that certain new characters’ introductions were either for marketing reasons, or to negate the chemistry between characters we already know.
As far as chemistry is concerned, more than one romance comes out of absolutely nowhere.
I’m making it seem like I hated this movie. I actually left the theater feeling pretty good about it.
J.J. Abrams once again plays to the nostalgia of the Star Wars fan, and I ate it up. A cheap tactic to some, but it made me feel like the story was at least tied to the original trilogy, if not to itself. We learn new things about old characters and are visited by some familiar faces—some expected, some not.
The new characters return to their old personalities and are all fast friends now. In fact, they’re constantly hugging each other or touching each other’s shoulders, or at the very least bantering back and forth. It really brought to mind the closeness of the original trio back in the first movies. They even have a similar dynamic. Rey and Finn especially, with no last names or real family, find comfort in one another there.
I praise the visuals often in this trilogy, and I really must again. It seems like they just wanted to cram every bit of concept art into the film because it was all so good. I didn’t even mind. Every shot looks like it belongs on a poster.
The scenes with Carrie Fisher are a nice tribute, both to her and to Leia. I wouldn’t have even noticed they were recycled deleted scenes if I hadn’t already known.
Overall, there was plenty in this film to make the emotional person (or one just very attached to Star Wars) cry—both for joy and for anger. The continuity of it as the last in the sequel trilogy is not good, but as an ending to the Star Wars saga? I found it a fun, nostalgic romp through the Star Wars universe, and I thank Disney for the adventure.

