Rogue One is what happens when you decide to take a gritty, cynical take on what started out as an innocent, light-hearted Space Opera. No, I\'m not here to tell you that this film doesn\'t need to exist. Technically, no work of fiction ever needed to exist; it exists because its creators (A) got some benefit from it, (B) wanted to create it. That\'s not what this is about. No, this is about how Rogue One changed my outlook on Star Wars forever — presumably for the worse. And I say that as someone who is absolutely obsessed with this franchise. Rogue One was advertised as gritty, grey-on-black war film with little to no mysticsim. That\'s exactly what it is. Whether or not that\'s a good thing is up to you. Before seeing the movie, I was pumped at the possibilities. In hindsight...not so much.
SPOILERS!!!!Ready? Okay.... The Death Star plans, the reason this film (and A New Hope) exist in the first place, were shown in a new light in this film. Or rather, the way they were obtained was. TL;DR: Every one of the major characters dies. Every. Single. One. Forget the innocence of A New Hope. Forget the mysteries of The Force. Forget the awesomeness of seeing the good Rebel Alliance go up against the evil Galactic Empire. This movie shows the Alliance as being willing to commit terrorist acts against nameless Imperial grunts who may or may not have been conscripted. I actually thought that Saw Garrera\'s insurgents (I hesitate to call them \"Rebels\") drew (unintentional) comparisons to ISIS. (The fact that they look like Islamist terrorists doesn\'t help.) The only reason we\'re still rooting for the Rebels at all in this movie is that the Empire is worse than they are — Cassian Andor outright says that everyone involved has committed acts they\'re not proud of in service to the Rebellion. Now don\'t get me wrong. This movie is at the very least a 7/10. Star Wars fans owe it to themselves to see it at least once. Just know that the movie will change your outlook on the franchise forever. It\'s the cinematic equivalent of, well, being raised by your aunt and uncle and going on to join the military, upon which you wind up saving the lives of elementary-school kids and get a medal. Then your aunt and uncle tell you that your parents weren\'t married when they gave birth to you, and they died trying to obtain fascist secrets that were only possible to get because they joined forces with an international drug cartel. In other words, it\'s...rather sobering.
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