The experiment in Star Wars overload continues… or maybe it was the heat. There’s a lot to be said for the searing focus of obsession–there’s too much new stuff coming down the pike at all times, so there’s a certain amount of peace in staying with one thing for a while. After all, isn’t that why kids will rewatch their favorite video again and again and again? It’s comforting (see also: teletubbies.)

I find myself less and less overwhelmed by the fantastic trappings of the film and more taken in by the human drama. For all the millions of spaceships frolicking in the background, this film is mainly about four people: Anakin, Padme, Obi-Wan, and Palps. This time around, every one of Anakin’s moves made perfect sense to me… his turn is overdetermined, and that’s why it works. He gets unlimited power, and he can save his wife! When the trap springs, I still feel just awful for him. And the last friendly good-bye between Anakin and Obi-Wan, which always seemed so nice–Obi-Wan is failing him right there. At the end, he says “I loved you. You were my brother.” But he couldn’t get himself to say that before he left for Utapau.

New connections: On the bridge of the Invisible Hand, Anakin displays the same sort of confidence that marks Luke’s arrival at Jabba’s palace. Grievous is the first droid in the series to use escape pods. And Marcy thought that Yoda was an arrogant loser. “Twice the pride, double the fall,” as Dooku put it.

Star Wars: Episode 3 — Revenge of the Sith. George Lucas, 2005. *****

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