Episode III: Revenge of the Sith
I've always been a star wars fan, never obsessive but always a fan. There is so much about Star Wars that just makes you want to get up, scream, and pump your fists; the first death star run, boba fett, the duel between vader and luke, the battle on hoth, duel of the fates, the imperial march, obi wan, yoda's performance in empire, and basically all of episode 3.
There is so much about this movie. There was so much riding on it. This was the joint for all 6 movies and if this failed, realistically, they all failed. The success of this movie was critical. There was so much riding on it, and how did it turn out? It was a masterpiece, an absolute masterpiece. Hands down, best cinematic experience I've had (I don't say this lightly). I laughed, I cheered, I cried, and I left the theater feeling like crap.
It was a masterpiece, because the film knew what it was. It knew it was the last star wars film and made you feel like crap because of it. We all knew what was going to happen, ani going to the dark side and all, but it didn't make it any less suspenseful. When ani was hopelessly in love, when he wanted to save Padme, when he was walking through the manipulative conversations of Palpatine, when he turned on Mace, when he KILLED younglins, when he fought obi-wan, when he lay burning...dangit I didn't want him to become Darth Vader. All he needed was someone to talk him, someone to comfort him. He had been through so much, and was going through so much, if one of the pompous jedis had just sat down with him, all this crap could have been avoided, but no. They were too busy fighting their war and pumping out idealogical garbage. "Learn to let go of those you love"...I'd want to kill too if someone told me that after I dreamed my wife's death. For alot of the movie, I was on Ani's side. I was agreeing with him, "Yea, screw the Jedi, if they dont care about you, do your own thing" But then it got to the end, and I'd realized along with Ani what it lead to; his demise. That's why this film is so tragic, because it makes sense. Ani wasn't evil. He was just a boy with a lot of problems and no one to talk to. Dangit the only person that would talk to him was a man that represented evil incarnate.
Besides the absolute amazing story that drove this movie, there were so many other things. Obi-wan and Yoda were just amazing characters. Yoda was a character for the first time since Empire, he wasn't a novelty anymore. He grew along with all the other characters, and that was refreshing. Obi-wan was just a pimp. He's never looked good on paper, and it's always seemed like he gets knocked out in every single battle, but he finally stepped up to the plate in this movie. When Vader is burning and he just yelling at him, "I loved you! You were my brother!" I got chills. Speaking of chills when Order 66 was put into effect.....damn. It could not have been scored better. The music, the sequences, Yoda's reaction; it all played out perfectly.
Walking out of the theater after I first saw Episode III was the saddest I ever remember being after a movie. In many ways, it represented the end of things, the end of my childhood. Nothing this entire school year has given me a reality check even close to this movie. I realized that I will never see these characters on screen again. I'm never going to get to see Yoda, Mace, Bobba Fett, Chewie, Han, Ani, Luke, Vader, haha Darth Maul.....dangit. Likewise, my high school career has come to a close, in a couple weeks I'm never going to see a great deal of people ever again. I'll go my way, and they will go theres. We should just watch this movie over senior trip, because nothing will be more effective. Dangit it's over, and it's only so sad because it was so beautiful.
