Star Wars: The Clone Wars

Star Wars: The Clone Wars

Just when you think George Lucas has gone far enough…

A long time ago, in a galaxy quite close, I spent some time as a child recuperating from an operation, and I spent a day watching all three Star Wars films (the original ones) in a row. It was a joy, a delight, my discomfort completely bypassed by being engrossed in a fantastic world. I had joined the millions of people who held these films close to their heart, and their inner child. Then came the prequel trilogy, which felt wrong. Perhaps it was the terrible dialogue, the awful attempts at humor, the inability to emote with anyone (we had no Han Solo wisecracking character), etc. Despite the financial success (and some delusions by fanboys that the final film, Revenge of the Sith, was actually good in any way), I had hoped that Lucas, as he once claimed, would quit the Star Wars business and move on. However, like malaria or a latent fungus, Lucas gets revenge on those who still had good feelings for the original trilogy by giving us Star Wars: The Clone Wars, an animated film kick-starting a forthcoming TV series of the same name.

The plot is rather flimsy, but it’s set in between Episode 2 and 3 of the prequel trilogy. Anakin Skywalker is a teenager and refining his fantastic abilities with Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. In the midst of a war against an uprising against the Intergalactic Republic, Obi-Wan and Anakin are sent to investigate the kidnapping of the child of a key ally (Jabba the Hut, the big blob from Return of the Jedi) However, Anakin has been mistakenly assigned a trainee Jedi of his own, a sprightly teenage girl named Ahsoka Tano.

I had mild hopes for this flick. Despite the rather poor animation evident in the trailers, this is the first Star Wars film in 25 years that Lucas didn’t write or direct. Perhaps in leaving the franchise with the fans, we could get something a bit more entertaining. Alas, the clunky animation is one of the least irritating aspects of the film.