“Wesa goen home!” Jar Jar Binks exclaims jubilantly moments before Queen Amidala and her entourage board her sleek starship for their return journey to Naboo. Can you blame Jar Jar for his unrestrained enthusiasm? He is akin to a fish out of water [almost literally] while on the daunting, intimidating city planet Coruscant. He is thrilled to be venturing home to Naboo. The same cannot be said for the Queen. Oh, Amidala Naberrie most likely is happy to be returning to her beautiful, lush home world, but since her trip to the capital had been less than auspicious, her hoped-for elation is tempered with both disappointment and determination. [She is one shrewd cookie. The Senate may not have jumped to Naboo’s and her aid, but she is a woman and leader of action. Plan A didn’t work. As any great strategist knows – have a Plan B. 🙂 ]
Star Wars has many themes, and one of them is family. It’s relatable. It’s honest. And that’s powerful.
Since the very first film, Star Wars introduced us to a new family, the Skywalkers. A family that lives in a galaxy far, far away, but at the same time, that family feels like home. Sometimes, it feels or has felt more like home than home. At one time or another, we were Luke. A dreamer. We were Leia and Padmé. A strong leader. We were Shmi. A nurturer. And yes, even Anakin. Fiercely loyal and yet tried and troubled too. After all, what family is not all these things and more?
The day is almost here and honestly, it’s hard to believe that Star Wars (A New Hope) is celebrating its 40th anniversary. What’s even harder to fathom, is the realization that I’ve grown up right alongside it―we’ve gotten old!
It was the first film that I’m aware of that played in the theater for a full year, giving it the title “blockbuster.” Strangely enough, I still remember going to the theater to see it for the first time. My brother was just super excited, and I was experiencing the movie theater for the very first time. Yes, Star Wars was my first film experience―and it’s left its mark on me. Read more
Have you ever found yourself in a particular place or situation, going about your business, and suddenly pulled yourself up short, coming to the conclusion that you have experienced that exact place or situation before – knowing as sure as you’re standing there that you never have been in that place or situation? I have found myself in such situations – more often than I care to admit – and, at the very least, I find them unsettling. An eerie feeling comes over me, and while I do my best to shake off such unwelcome sensations, I can’t help but consider George Lucas was on to something when he worked Force dreams into the Jedi’s abilities. Dreams – they’re pretty powerful stuff!
“The strongest stars have hearts of Kyber.” — Chirrut Imwe
There’s something to be said about this quote or dialogue spoken by the Guardian of the Whills, Chirrut Imwe. It’s amazing what one line can do and how it can trigger a plethora of thoughts; not much different from saying a picture is worth a thousand words. These words unleashed a multitude of emotions on me, and I can’t help myself from going back to it.
With the recent embargo [from advanced copies being distributed] of ‘Star Wars: Bloodline’ by Claudia Gray, and all the built-up hype surrounding it, I can’t help myself but to be swept-up in it too.
This upcoming novel holds so much promise when it comes to plot-holes or gaps where the Skywalker lineage is concerned. Even Claudia Gray told USA Today that, “In this book we find out just how far Vader’s shadow falls.” So, as an ‘Anakin Apologist’ and a huge Vader fan, my anticipation of what ‘key elements’ this story may or may not include is barely containable.
So, for the sake of creative thinking and to hopefully spark some innovative discussion, let’s explore Vader’s “shroud of darkness” aka shadow.
In a couple of my previous blogs for Coffee With Kenobi I compared and contrasted two of my favorite characters, Han Solo (said in my best Maz Kanata voice) and Darth Vader (said in my best Rey voice), and tried to illustrate their overlooked connections. This month, I would like to analyze the parallels and mirrored differences of two confident, self-sufficient, and brave parents in Star Wars. One of them, Han Solo, is one of the most well-known and loved leaders and heroes in the Star Wars galaxy, and the other, Shmi Skywalker, is often overlooked and under appreciated, but is there any doubt that given the chance she would have been every bit the leader and hero that Padme, Leia, and Rey are? At first, Han and Shmi seem to have very little in common, but there is an interesting juxtaposition between the two and it also involves their sons.
Throughout most of the Star Wars saga, we see a lineage of Skywalker descent make choices based on compromise, morals, and their life experiences — in turn, forging a personal perspective or point of view. One’s choices or decisions in life don’t make them right or wrong, per se, rather a sense of righteousness or justification for their own actions. Again, at the time, it may seem like the right thing to do, but onlookers or outsiders may not see it as such. In fact, such perception of oneself would never be considered as a bad person, but perhaps, making a bad decision. In other words, no one ever thinks of themselves as evil.
Loss. Grief. They come in all shapes and sizes. All kinds. We might lose a pet, a job, a home, a friend, a loved one. Each loss brings with it a certain amount of sadness and grief – and if one chooses to be a part of the human race, there is absolutely no escape from either. A loss does not necessarily have to mean that someone is lost forever, of course. It’s a loss all the same, and the grief can cut just as deeply.
This post contains a spoiler for Marvel’s Star Wars: Darth Vader #2.
We gather together quite often to play in the Star Wars sandbox because it is familiar and comfortable to many of us. With the changing tides and seasons of our lives, there is a constant in these stories we love so much. Even though new stories are created and fresh characters come along, there is something that is always the same and familiar. We return again and again as younglings enthralled by the stories of those who have travelled the stars weaving their glorious tales.