Two things
occurred to me whilst a friend and I rewatched the
film the other night. The first thought was just that Anakin and
Padme's scenes on Naboo are just so full of red flags. Its painful to
watch. Do neither the New Republic of the Jedi Order have
psychiatrists who should probably taken a good hard look at the
traumatised kid they were pinning all their hopes on.
This
is not new. I mean, every time I revisit this film I gain a new and
deeper appreciation for how damn screwed up Anakin is and how
unhealthy his and Padme's “romance” is.
The
other thought that occurs is this: I adore the character of Dex. I
love that Obi-Wan has this old friend who runs a greasy spoon diner
and apparently knows so much about exotic ammunition that he can
identify where a dart comes from just looking at the little cuts on
the side.
That
little detail and how fondly he greets Obi-Wan speaks of a colourful
past.
So,
what I'm saying is this: when Disney eventually do a Star Wars Story
for Obi-Wan (preferably whilst Ewan McGregor is still young enough
for the role) they could do a lot worse than some sort of buddy cop
road movie with his chubby, four-armed alien short order chef friend.
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