Theres A Difference Between The Best Star Wars Movie And Your Favorite

There’s a difference between the best Star Wars movie and your favorite

example:

The best is objectively (do not argue) The Empire Strikes Back

My favorite is the dumpster fire of the Phantom menace

Maul is an absolute icon and here’s why:

He’s like a cockroach, he just won’t die. Partly due to him being a Zabrack, but also because the man ran on spite. Bisected and fell to your presumed death? Walk it off bc you still have people to kill. He lived into the Rebels series??? Iconic

He fought against the Jedi yeah, but he ended up fighting the empire. Not bc he had a moral code, but just bc he had personal beef with palpatine.

He was extremely obsessed with Kenobi, which is relatable.

All of his speeches about how the republic was dead and it couldn’t be saved, that there was no republic left were absolutely correct.

Delegation of 2000 save me, delegation of 2000 save me, save me delegation of 2000

*Luke traveling back in time and meeting the Jedi Council*

Luke, describing being trained by Yoda: I miss that crazy old gremlin

The council: *going into shock at the description of their grandmaster*

Melida/Daan: The Legend of Ben

Ben is among the oldest of all the young at 13.

At 13 he soothes the fevers of the littlest who have never had enough strength or food or love, he holds up buildings that should collapse and kill them all (yet he does not do so with his strength for he is scrawny like them, weak like them. He doesn’t even touch the wood) finds water sources that are impossible to see, shoots steady even when his hands shake (as if guided by something, as if he is not entirely himself but something other, something more).

He calls it the force, they call it Ben.

At 13 he becomes a legend.

Legends aren’t born, but made in the desperate tunnels full of dying children. They say he appeared one day from the sky, that when his elders left, he refused to. That he was not born on the bloody battlefields of hate, but that he stayed because he saw them, felt with them, heard their song. He stayed when the Jedi left.

The children see how he balanced Cersai and Nield (love and hate, peace and war, water and fire). They see how the three click into place, Melida and Daan and Other. They wonder if maybe there was always an empty spot between them, waiting to be filled. Wonder if that is how this war started. Wonder if between every Melida and every Daan there is a space for something Other.

No one remembers how the war started, only that it did. Maybe there used to be a third faction, maybe something other (something more, something Ben) and when it died or left there was nothing left to bridge the Melida and the Daan.

Ben is sure as the earth, light as the air (only because they cannot hear him cry at night). He is a contradiction. He says strange things and does the impossible. Sometimes he glows with something else (something more).

He is remembered as the one who stayed (no one will say where he went). He is remembered as the Other between all Melida and all Daan.

There is an empty seat in every house. An empty seat in the Trivumate, waiting to be filled. Outside historians call it the Absent Third Phenomena— they are not sure why it is (they do not want to dig deeper, dig into the bloody history, tear their secrets and traditions and culture from the rotting bodies of child soldiers. they do not want to know). In Melida/Daan there is a word that is untranslatable that describes it, A’Benui. It is sacred. It is told to every child too young to remember the sewers, told by every Young that was touched by Ben (his something other).

(The Melida-Daan don’t know this, but somewhere else in the galaxy Obi-Wan Kenobi leads his second army of child soldiers and wonders if he was meant for anything else. Wonders if they see the cracks and uncertainty and self loathing; the first ones hadn’t. He wonders if they would be ashamed of him now, fighting, bleeding, warring, killing even now. Wonders if he will ever know peace or if he will always be a false legend made from blood and tears and a need to believe.)

Count Dooku is a Shithead, but not for the reason you think:

So count Dooku was Qui-Gon Jinn’s master, but they were estranged because of very different personalities and outlooks, but Jinn was still his kid, so he very obviously cared for him

In fact, Qui-Gon’s death was the catalyst for Dooku leaving the order bc he had lots of critiques of the Jedi order (overly political, ineffective, hypocritical, not true to the code), but after Qui-gon died he was like “why bother?”

Which is my problem. Like sir, your grandchild is still perfectly alive and desperately in need of your help. His master is dead and he now has a traumatized child to raise while extremely traumatized himself. Qui-gon is dead, BUT YOUR GRANDCHILD IS RIGHT THERE?!?

No, instead of belong obi wan and offering support, he just dips