The Luke Skywalker vs. Ben Solo lightsaber duel. You know the one. We all know the one. Gosh, we all know the one.
A cowboy duel (or more accurately, a samurai duel), where a single blow ends the match, where all the emotions are thrown into getting that single winning shot. Decades of history between two characters swirled up into one moment.
And the best part isn’t the fact that it’s gorgeous; it’s that the entire duel is a subversion of our fanboy desire to see Luke Skywalker, ultimate badass, instead giving us Luke Skywalker, ultimate pacifist, a savior who will throw his own life away to save the family he loves, including his own nephew.
It’s an anti-fight scene that packs more of an emotional punch than almost any duel in the Star Wars Saga.
I’m excited for the next movie, against all odds. The Last Jedi was, in my opinion, kinda smelly, but intermittently fun and interesting. I was invested in anything involving Luke and Ben, and, dude, what great scenic locations. Except the casino planet; I hate that one.
Casino planet is the best thing ever made