A review of the latest Star Wars film.
Over the summer I went to see Rogue One: A Star Wars Story, and to be honest I was not pleased. The fault lies not with the movie itself but what it represents, i.e. the appropriation of star culture.
Throughout the entire film—for all its spectacle, drama, and action—very few times are actual stars in frame. And when they are, they’re never seen fighting at all. That’s right. In a film that claims to be “a star wars story” there’s not a single scene in which two flaming balls of gas engage in even a light skirmish. Instead we get a story about a rag tag group of rebel fighters, none of whom are themselves stars or part of a larger set of constellations.
Honestly, what the hell? Stars would have great wars. Imagine your enemy is millions of times your size and on fire. Scary right? These people couldn’t stay on fire for five minutes, let alone the billions of years stars have been burning. Plus you can’t shoot guns at stars. I know because I fire guns wildly into the sky all the time and the only thing I’ve ever managed to hit were hang gliders. This makes stars much better fighters than humans since a star could not fit into a hang glider, and therefore has no chance of being shot.
Would it be too much to ask for a side story about a plucky young star swept up in a cosmic conflict before he’s even become a red giant? Maybe he has to face down the black hole that killed his father? Wouldn’t that be interesting? But sadly this is not the case.
The real problem came during the credits, when I noticed that the sun wasn’t acknowledged for any of its roles as the multiple suns of the various planets visited in the film’s universe. And even though many scenes took place during the daytime, you’ll never guess who was credited for lighting. A PERSON. When will a filmmaker be brave enough to give the sun credit for its clear contributions to cinema?
In this, the franchise has effectively separated the sun from light, a product of its culture and all of its hard work. It seems its tradition of producing light non-stop has been commodified and is no longer associated with the sun itself, stripping the sun of its individuality and indeed its very identity. Respect needs to be paid to the sun for not only shouldering this blatant oppression but actively fighting back with things like sunburns and cancer.
It’s time for us to give credit where credit is due. It’s time to make our sun a star.