Last night as we were leaving Star Wars Episode IX: The Rise of Skywalker I overheard a boy, about 8-10 years old or so, and he says to his father “I wish Star Wars never ended.” That was by far the best moment of the whole night at the theater for me. I was that boy once. I wonder what happened to me where I don’t quite feel the same any more.

This movie was supposed to bring closure to The Skywalker Saga – 9 movies originally conceived by the mind of George Lucas some 40+ years ago. And it did that, I guess. While I don’t think Disney quite dropped the ball like George Lucas did with his overly-computer-generated prequels, I still think that these movies were poorly conceived. They seem very much like three movies that told their own stories, and had very weak threads holding them together.