Easy E wrote:Battle for Endor
I do not know who in their right mind would go after Ewoks. Did they not see what they did to an entire legion of the Empires best troops! Then, you try to fight them in a forest! Death wish!
Honestly, if you embrace it for what it is, it is not half bad. A straight to TV kid friendly Star Wars adventure with Wilford Brimley and starring a bunch of merch and puppets with a cute kid too. Fine.
I have never seen the Rise of Skywalker and decided that it must end with the Republic/Resistance calling in an entire regiment of Ewok Commandoes to save the day. Makes sense considering the body count these little guys wrack up!
You haven't seen
Rise of Skwalker yet?
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Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker – The Apex of Galactic Cinema
Five stars? No.
Ten stars. A new rating system had to be invented just to properly honor
Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker—a film so daring, so visionary, so unconcerned with coherence or restraint, that it singlehandedly redefines what it means to be "Star Wars."
Let’s get this out of the way: George Lucas may have created the galaxy, but J.J. Abrams gave it purpose.
Rise of Skywalker is the cinematic equivalent of dumping your entire toy box onto the floor, smashing the action figures together, and screaming, “ALL OF THIS IS CANON NOW!” And you know what? It works. Somehow\...
Palpatine returned, and so did my faith in the Force.
Plot? Who Needs Plot?
Detractors might say the plot is “rushed” or “nonsensical” or “resembles the fever dream of a fan forum moderator after chugging twelve Red Bulls.” But that’s the
point. Real Star Wars fans know the franchise was never about plot. It’s about
vibes. And
Rise of Skywalker is pure, uncut Star Wars vibes—pumped straight into your bloodstream with a midi-chlorian IV drip.
Forget logic. This film has a Sith GPS dagger that leads to a hidden planet... but only if you stand in the right spot on a long-dead Death Star wreckage, which somehow hasn’t corroded or moved. That’s not bad writing. That’s
mythic destiny.
The Acting: An Emotional Tour de Force
Daisy Ridley’s Rey is no longer just a character. She is a
concept. She feels things. She does flips. She has powers we’ve never seen before and never will again, and that’s okay because she's now\... wait for it... a Palpatine! Yes, the most emotionally resonant twist since we found out Luke kissed his sister.
Adam Driver’s Kylo Ren (excuse me,
Ben Solo) spends the movie going from sad-boy goth to redeemed sad-boy ghost. His redemption arc is so powerful, he barely needs dialogue. He just vibes silently in a sweater and dies beautifully after a smooch.
Oscar Isaac? Deserved three Oscars for this. One for acting, one for charisma, and one for carrying the weight of delivering lines like “somehow, Palpatine returned” with a straight face.
The Legacy: Burn It All Down
Where
The Last Jedi dared to challenge tradition,
Rise of Skywalker wisely said, “Nah, we’re good” and speed-ran a soft reboot
within its own trilogy. You like Snoke? Here’s a whole
vat of Snokes. You like mysteries? Here’s all the answers, now shut up and watch the lightsabers.
Rose Tico? Brave icon of the previous film? Benched harder than a backup goalie. Because
true equality means cutting everyone equally, especially if they had emotional depth.
And the Jedi voices at the end? The spiritual GPS hotline of Force-Ghost Cameos™? That was the moment I knew this film
was Star Wars. Not a film. Not a story. A
theme park ride through my childhood, with Rey as the ride operator shouting, “Be with me!” to every dead Jedi ever.
The Verdict
The Rise of Skywalker is not just the best Star Wars film. It is the
only Star Wars film. Everything else—Empire, Mandalorian, Knights of the Old Republic—is just misguided fan fiction compared to this majestic spectacle of narrative chaos and plot contrivances.
It’s what you get when you make a movie
by committee, for everyone, with no one in charge—and it’s perfect.
Future filmmakers: take note. This is your blueprint. More resurrected villains. More retcons. More hyperspace skipping. More kiss-of-death redemption arcs. More
space horses on Star Destroyers. No notes.
Star Wars was never about making sense. It was about making
magic.
And
The Rise of Skywalker is a straight-up, weaponized fever dream of magic.