I was not happy with The Force Awakens. You have no idea how hard it is to write that…let alone how hard to think it. Star Wars is my childhood. My current fascination with photography was born from that movie, the first film I really remember in detail. And don’t even get me started on my love of sci-fi and fantasy…
As bad as were the three prequels, the three “originals” are the apex for me in oh so many ways.
That is why, honestly, it was so hard to be disappointed with The Force Awakens. I wanted very much to fall in love with that movie, but it failed on just way too many levels.
But Star Wars is Star Wars, and I could only hold out for so long: I finally sat down to watch Rogue One.
I was, sadly, prepared to be disappointed.
Oh boy, was I not.
This is the Star Wars movie we’ve been waiting for since Return of the Jedi…this is what Force Awakens should have been. I rediscovered the magic of being that young kid sitting again in the theater and losing myself in a movie.
It sounds inadequate, but I can think of no higher praise to offer the writers and director and cast than to say, “You gave me back the magic.”
Well done, folks. Well done.