In the final
Star Wars movie, Kylo Ren is devilish, Palpatine is spooky, C-3PO pegs out, Jannah leads the charge and Rey sparkles
Back in my day, jocks and nerds didn’t get along much, but it seems such old distinctions are now gone. Making its debut at halftime during Monday Night
Football, the final
trailer for Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker delighted athletes and asthmatics alike. We are all united when it comes to Jedi, droids and wookiees.
The Rise of Skywalker is billed as the culmination of the sequel-trilogy, or non-ology, or whatever you call the main Star Wars storyline. There’ll be more from the galaxy far, far away (The Mandalorian is just around the corner on Disney’s streaming service) but for material directly connected with George Lucas’s 1977 original, this is it. Or at least until it’s Daisy Ridley and John Boyega as the elder statespeople passing the lightsaber to the next generation. (Don’t think that won’t happen.)