In just over a month, Disney will be releasing into cinemas the next instalment of its unyielding line of Star Wars products. Solo: A Star Wars Story will be rolled out into the multiplexes of the United States on May 25th, and we will all, naturally, queue up to take it in.
Last night the studio released a full length trailer for Solo. Here it is:
Now, I don’t know about you, but this trailer finally made me realise something. That I am tired. Tired of being a Star Wars fan. I know I’ve gone on record before as wishing that the grinding assembly line of annualised Star Wars movies would take a breath and slow down. Maybe do a movie every two years instead, perhaps even three or four. That would allow us as an audience to rest, to want it more; but it would also give the creative process behind the movies the space to gestate properly, to ensure that the story gets where it needs to be to do justice to itself, not just to make Disney’s quarterly reports look rosy. I know that’s a somewhat naive and idealistic view but I don’t care. Mark my words, this strategy of putting out at least one movie every year will reveal itself to be a slow acting poison, and eventually it’s gonna bring this once-adored property to its knees. So I’m aware that I’m kinda just repeating myself here, but dammit if this Solo trailer really made me realise the exact emotion that I have now whenever there is news of a new instalment in the series. And ‘tired’ is definitely the right word for it.
I know I’m not alone in this. Excitement for this particular entry in the now never-ending franchise seems to be at a (relative) low point. That’s likely due to a combination of factors, namely: a) its somewhat troubled production, b) worry over newcomer Alden Ehrenheich not being able to live up to the Solo name, and c) fatigue with Disney’s decision to retread old, familiar characters and stories. That last one definitely resonates with me. Out of all the new Star Wars movies, it was The Last Jedi that had me, by far, the most excited. That was because it boldly dared to go somewhere new, to be unafraid to push the boat out a little bit beyond safe places and tired references, and that is what the series needs—and it is also exactly what is in desperately short supply of at the moment. Star Wars needs to stride bravely forward into the unknown, not rely on the mining nostalgia. We don’t need to know the backstory of everyone that appeared in the original trilogy, even if it does feature the titanic charisma of Donald Glover. You can’t put young Lando in every bloody movie.