True story: George Lucas wrote Han Solo as a Black guy. His first choice to play him was Glynn Turman, known for his work on The Wire, A Different World, Cooley High, and The Inkwell. Also considered was Billy Dee Williams, who, of course, went to on to play Lando Calrissian.
Turman got the part (though he didnât know it at the time). In the end, they got cold feet because of Hanâs romantic storyline with Leia, and decided to make Han white.
which means that when he was choosing his super scary Dark Lord name, he just mashed up the surnames of the most positive figures in his life. poor sod canât even evil right
literally a âwhat is your star wars nameâ meme
2nd two letters of your motherâs last name Last two letters of your fatherâs last name
1st three letters of your name but with an R
Adir Ral
…My star wars name is basically Adderall. The fuck.
This particular scene is not discussed often and I want to share it today.
I will tell you that it breaks my heart every time I see it. You can see the sadness in Rey and Finn, but what is interesting is how Rey gets increasingly angry. She doesnât want him to go, and what should be noted, she was not going to let him. Of course, this is all happening before Finnâs heartfelt confession.
Rey: You canât just go. I wonât let you.
Finn: Iâm not who you think I am.
âŠThen you can hear Reyâs voice slightly breakingâŠ
Rey: Finn, what are you talking about?
I think itâs their best scene in The Force Awakens. It sealed the potential of romance between them. The music even hinted at it.
This was the scene that really cemented them as a ship for me. Granted, I was lowkey shipping them because of their interviews together but as a known shipper of crack pairings, I was prepared for them living in an au/canon-divergent world. This scene though was what really made me believe in this ship more than any other scene in the movie.Â
I mean basically everything the OP said.Â
And the fact that later when heâs confessing to her heâs been lying, she just stares at him like, âokay, you lied and thatâs not cool but I still care about you and I still need you to stayâ and it was just so simple yet so kind of revolutionary. So many movies and shows would have turned this into some contrived argument to cause angst between the couple but Finn and Rey understood each other. Thatâs just the crux of it.Â
They know each other and they trust each other and they care about each other. Thatâs all that matters. Everything else? Thatâs white noise. Thatâs stuff they can talk about later if they need to because right now, thereâs a war and thereâs the possibility of death, and for the first time, they have someone who cares about them and theyâd rather focus on that than anything else.Â
Everyone loves a good hate-to-love trope but hell, everyone loves a good oblivious-best-friends-to-love trope too. And I kind of see that for them. Rey being the oblivious one and Finn being the lowkey-in-love-with-his-best-friend one. But yeah, this scene. This scene is what shipping dreams are made of.Â
And he couldnât even bear to tell her until the moment he felt compelled to leave her to run from his demons (which were nearly literal, in this case). It was at the moment of their parting that she realized there was no more time, no time for Resistance adventures together, no time to sneak him admiring glances, no time to baske in his smile and see if the warmth between them would in time burn with the heat of romance.
Though she had just met him, their attachment was already so strong that the reality of losing him triggered memories of her abandonment and trauma. She already loved him so much that losing him felt like being left all alone in the universe. Again. She ran from the horror of it only to be alone, fighting on her own against overwhelming numbers and a nightmare personified, fending for herself with her wits and awakening powers.
Then the impossible happened: He came back for her. He fought through the First Orderâs defenses and his own nightmares just to come get her. She was more than capable of taking care of herself, yes, but it meant everything to her that someone cared, that he cared, and she was no longer alone.
That moment closed the gaping wound in her heart and gave her the courage to seek her destiny. It gave her the courage to leave him as he slept, even though she was terribly afraid to go just as she had been afraid to leave Jakku. For the first time in long years she had faith that wherever they were in the galaxy she would find him and he her, because he had shown her that the bonds of love are greater than fear or distance. She believed that. At long last, she could believe.
*sob*
People like to reduce it to a ship that exists only because two characters were in the same vicinity of each other for most of the movie, but itâs so much more than that.
back in the days of comic con when you could still take a photo of someone and only have that person in the photo
My fave story will always and forever be Mark Hamill being told they were inviting him as a guest to SDCC, and him being all âYou mean I donât have to pay to get in?â and the con realising heâd been an attendee since the beginning and had already paid for his membership.
IT GOT BETTER
It was an anecdote in an article from 1990 I think, when he was being interviewed about playing The Trickster on The Flash, and he was explaining heâd originally come into Bilson & DeMeoâs offices to pitch a Trickster script as a writer, and they were all âWe have one in the pipeline, but HEY NOWâŠ.â
And he was explaining how heâs been a HUGE COMICS NERD his entire life. I canât remember if it was from Starlog, or some other mag. But I never forgot it.
IT KEEPS GETTING BETTER
Rogue One is about waking up to the real political situation of your time and accepting you canât sleepwalk into the future because there wonât be one.
You know, with all the language throughout Star Wars about âgiving inâ to the Dark Side, how the Dark Side makes you more powerful, how the Dark Side makes you age strangely and destroys you, it sure doesnât sound like an âopposite side of the coinâ so much as the âdeeper end of the pool,â like itâs actually the true form of the force and being a Jedi is about keeping it tamed so it doesnât eat you the way it actually wants.
the force is entropy
Eldritch Jedi pls
This is one of the reasons i love the second Knights of the Old Republic game, wherein one of the major characters (who defines herself neither as Jedi nor Sith) actually views the Force this way, saying  âI hate the Force. I hate that it seems to have a will, that it would control us to achieve some measure of balance, when countless lives are lost.â
Itâs also the game that gave us the two most entropic, eldritch characters in the franchise: Darth Nihilus, whose dark-side-borne ability to feed on the Force and consume life itself has twisted him into a half-living âwound in the Forceâ, more presence than flesh
and Darth Sion, whose entire body is a ruin, his flesh nothing but ragged scar tissue, every bone and muscle broken and torn, kept animated by will alone as he forces himself, second by agonizing second, to exist
I wish there were more horrifying perspectives on the force like that
This is one of the reasons the term âLight Sideâ never felt right to me, even before it was used in any official media; The Force always struck me more like an ocean than a binary concept: the deeper you go, the darker and more crushing it gets â at a certain point becoming an effectually consistent darkness â and while light filters down and fades for some distance, if there is a truly light âsideâ itâd be the surface.
Which isnât to say âthe Force is evil unless you flounder about near the topâ â just that itâs a natural force, and as such is something you need to respect and be adequately prepared for. (Take electricity, for example: super awesome and pretty dang useful, but OH HOLY SMOKES donât try and harness it unless you REALLY know what youâre doing!)
In this sense, being tempted by the Dark Side is less a case of âHey, I wonder whatâs on the other side of this coin it looks pretty cool haha oh whoops Iâm Space Walter White now,â and more one of âThe deeper into this thing you go, the harder youâll need to fight to resist the ever-increasing pressure, to remain whole, even to just see whatever the heck youâre actually doing.â
(which is why Jedi training is so important: those padawans gotta build themselves a mental Deepsea Challenger!)
THIS META BLESSED ME
Okay but letâs suppose, for a moment, that the Force is actually malevolent.
That would make a lot of sense.
Consider, for a moment, an eldritch parasite. This ancient being feeds off of the life-force of other creatures. Not that unusual, as most living things also consume other living things, to various degrees. But this one is technically somewhat removed from the usual structures of biology. It is a passive and opportunistic predator, for the most part. Whenever a living being that is connected to it – however weakly – dies, it consumes part of its energy, and gets bigger.
As life in the galaxy flourishes, and time passes, this singular entity gets bigger, and bigger, and bigger. Like a catfish; the only limit to its growth is how much it can consume to fuel it. The larger it gets, the more it is able to sink its invisible claws into other living beings, until eventually there is hardly any life out there which hasnât been âinfectedâ by it, and slated to become its spiritual dinner as soon as its biological form gives out.
And here we actually come to – of all things – the midichlorians. Which, the Jedi use to measure someoneâs sensitivity to the Force, which works because midichlorians are the vehicle for the predatory parasite to infest living beings. The immune systems in some people begin to develop a certain degree of resistance to them, which is why some folks have more, and some have less, and this directly correlates to their Force sensitivity. The more midichlorians you have, the worse your immune system is at fending off the parasite.
The Force counters the risk of being bred out of subsequent generations by developing camouflage, and adapting itself into a more seemingly-symbiotic relationship with its prey.
What the Jedi see as the âlight sideâ of the Force, is a reflective layer that this predator has created via its connection to all living things. This network is the honey trap that encourages the beings still strongly connected to it, to spread that connection, because it affords them advantages while they are still alive. But its elements are comprised mostly of echoes and reflections of their fellow prey organisms. Force Ghosts that resemble the departed. Emotions that are transmitted along this layer and between individuals. Small amounts of power that can be siphoned off to impact the environment, and can also spread the Force to whatever living thing it comes into contact with.
This being is huge now, it needs a lot of juice in order to maintain its existence, let along continue to grow. And like most predators itâs willing to expend a certain amount of energy in order to guarantee a bigger pay-off.
The deeper you go into the Force, the more the Force starts exerting its own will through you. And the less you see of the reflected camouflage of it, and the more apparent it becomes that the Force wants large swaths of death to feed it. Which is why Dark Siders often become so preoccupied with things like Death Stars.
But itâs a balancing act. A large population of relatively peaceful Force sensitives, like the Jedi, cost more than theyâre worth, because beyond a point they take too much energy from the Force and donât kill enough people to pay for it. A single individual abusing their powers for self-gain and murdering left and right, though, accomplishes the goal of feeding it. The Force obviously doesnât want its food supply to die out completely, but this explains the persistent cycles of the Star Wars universe – as a soon as a group of peaceful Force users becomes prominent, they get wiped out by a few Dark Siders who have tread too deeply past the reflective surface of the Force, and become actual vessels for its will.
And then when the Dark Siders have finished killing a whole bunch of people, itâs time for them to go, too, so that they donât wipe out the entire populace and kill off the Forceâs food supply beyond its ability to reasonably recover. The peaceful types then see an upswing, as they are more adept at spreading the Force. So the cycle goes – Jedi spread the Force, Sith kill the Jedi and feed the Force, Jedi kill the Sith and resume spreading the Force. Itâs a planting and harvest cycle, and the galaxy is populated with the Forceâs living spirit crops. Anakin Skywalker, who was arguably one of the beings most closely connected to the Force, and had an extremely high midichlorian count, basically lived this cycle in its entirety as an individual – he spread the Force as a Jedi, he killed people as a Sith, and then he ended it all in order to preserve his progeny for the next round.
tl;dr – the Force wants to eat your soul. The reason the âlight sideâ types always get so up in their own asses is because what they perceive as the Force is basically their own reflections dangling in front of them like an angler fishâs lure. The reason the âdark sideâ types get so messed up is because theyâre basically the equivalent of those grasshoppers who get infected with a parasite that makes them drown themselves.