W When you rewind movie memory until the first “Star Wars” event in 1977, you realize that the most significant of all the wonderfully innovative elements of the film was its design – not the vaguely “Peter Pan” -like costumes of Luke Skywalker and the rest rebellious desert rats, but that of the soldier armor of the Empire, these white refrigerator plates sloshing across the screen in waves. Can we have such an army? Only commanded by the good guys? And most importantly, what about the “Millennium Falcon” ship that Han Solo flew around in? We wanted cars that were like the spaceships in this movie. We wanted to leave the earth and destroy stuff. It all came to us, and “Star Wars” showed it first.
I wrote something like that back then, and if you really wanted to understand the movie, you had to realize that the era of anti-heroes would give way to a new era of American power – Jimmy Carter had eaten, Ronald Reagan had recognized the signs of the times, even though most of it was marketing. Now we are spooling 41 years forward to “Solo: A Star Wars Story,” a movie premiered here on Tuesday night in Cannes. If you are not an Unabomber living somewhere in a yurt in the Dolomites (where some of the landscape shots were made for “solo”), then you know there are nine chapters of the story surrounding the origin of the whole, Episode IV, commute back and forth. In the course of the saga, figures came and went, and those who stayed have mostly explained themselves in detail. The series became increasingly uninteresting for the one to two generations that began in 1977, leaving only the most powerful fans of that era. Younger respond to the altered and broken family structure of the series, which corresponds to their own experiences, and also respond to the anticipation of the digital world, which is in the early films.
I’m not sure if the festival in Cannes, looking for the little bit of Hollywood glamor it can still find, was satisfied by “solo”. The film has scarcely ruffled a wave here and brought an event hardly significant stars, which is set anyway on star-free diet, apart from the competition jury under the direction of Cate Blanchett , with Kristen Stewart in a supporting role.
One critic stated on Facebook that he had received a press release from a Cannes party attended by “A-list celebrities like Paul Dano, Zoe Kazan, Luke Evans, Imogen Poots and James Norton”. This is not an “A-List”, he wrote, but only “a list”, a list. The review looks at digital projections and looks for relevance crumbs in “solo”. Okay, do you want to know how Han Solo got his last name? It is in this movie. Forget about spoilers, we’ll tell you: he wanted to join the army, the host sergeant asks him who his people are and what his last name is, he says he does not have both, but just out and about … well, alone. Here you go!
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And what about the first meeting between Han and his friend Chewbacca? Is there too. Han is thrown into a pit where Chewbacca eats people. They could have called him Hannibal. You know that the world can not resist a young American with a loose mouth, and so Alden Ehrenreich solemnly tears his jokes off the green trick screen as a solo here. And he speaks the language of the Wookie monsters. How many young adults in the galaxy are talking Wookie? None at all.