Where Is Luke Skywalker? Mark Hamill Has Let Slip His Theories on the Missing …

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‘Star Wars’ takes Lupita Nyong’o to another acting universe.

As the clock struck one minute past midnight, tens of thousands of fans who had queued to be among the first in the world to watch Star Wars: The Force Awakens were glued to their seats. I rarely enjoy going to premieres because they’re hectic and you invariably have to wait an hour (or longer!) for the movie to start while the celebrities stroll the red carpet and industry types work the room gossiping and trading air kisses. Odeon cinemas said they had sold 60,000 tickets for the 113 midnight screenings, and over 700,000 tickets overall, for the long-awaited film’s opening weekend. The Oscar-winning actress of 12 Years A Slave fame takes on the motion-capture role of Maz Kanata, a short alien with cool glasses and a watering hole that’s just as crazy and colorful as that infamous Mos Eisley cantina, though with a lot less wanton violence and loss of limbs. The premiere on Monday for “The Force Awakens” was more frantic than usual partly because of the intense security — there were fleets of Los Angeles police officers, armies of private security and several firetrucks standing by, too.

It was like a military operation, but with mouse ears: Disney had taken over a stretch of Hollywood Boulevard and several theaters, including the Dolby, which is where the Academy Awards take place. At the Imax screening in London, the capital’s biggest midnight showing of the film, Nicholas Ravery, 26, said he had made sure he got tickets to a midnight screening to ensure he avoided spoilers. “I’ve been off Facebook and the internet for three days to make sure this film is a complete surprise,” he said. “I’ve watched Star Wars since I was a kid.

A movie fanatic, Spielberg is himself a master of the graft—especially grafting the mythic memory of the cinema onto a child-like sensibility formed by television. It was the first movie I ever saw.” Ravery said he was confident that the franchise was in safe hands with director JJ Abrams, and said he couldn’t remember the last time he had been so excited to watch a film. “They were also very smart to hide all the important plot point, which never happens. Abrams stands at an extra remove from the source—one step down from Spielberg’s worship of a world of images to the modern worship of a world of stories.

That makes Abrams just the person to plug the newest ready-made pre-fab blocks of quasi-Biblical legend into the template left by Lucas, and Abrams does so with a vigorously responsible enthusiasm joined with a palpable wonder at his contact with the venerated text. And when Rebel pilot Nien Nunb spoke the Kenyan language of Kikuyu in Return of the Jedi, “we felt like Star Wars was ours,” she adds. “At least I did.” What Nyong’o loved most about those original Star Wars films was the relationships it built — one of her favorites was that of the droids C-3PO and R2-D2, which reminded her of the dynamic she shares her siblings. “You bicker and you know how to poke in the right spots to get a rise out of someone,” Nyong’o says. “But at the same time, you just never want to be apart, which was the relationship between those two droids.” Sharing screen time with legacy characters like Harrison Ford’s Han Solo (“who was drop dead gorgeous” in the old movies, Nyong’o says) was a surreal experience for the actress. “I don’t even think Harrison Ford expected to do Star Wars 30 years later,” she says. “Star Wars is something that really sits in a special place in many people’s hearts across generations, and very few new movies can boast of that. The result is a movie that’s awestruck, warmhearted, good-humored—and conspicuously prefabricated, without a jolt of spontaneity or reckless impulse anywhere in its sealed-up universe. The setup—and it’s giving almost nothing away to mention it, since it’s outlined in an opening crawl of text—involves the quest for Luke Skywalker, who’s in hiding.

Whereas now the biggest action film in Hollywood now is centred around a female – and I think it will mean the new generation of Star Wars fans [is] going to be equally male and female.” There is, however, a group working to thwart the First Order, called the Resistance, and its virtuous fighters want to find Luke first, both to save him and to harness the Force to their own cause. Here, too, there’s secret information that gets hidden in a little robot, and there’s the crucial decoding of that information to insure the success of a mission. The new script, which Abrams co-wrote with Lawrence Kasdan and Michael Arndt, brings along a host of new characters who are incarnated by an extraordinary troupe of young actors.

As he did with his 2009 rethink of “Star Trek,” he had to find the sweet spot between respecting a beloved work and bringing something new to the equation. That’s always tough, but the smartest move that big studios can make when they have a valuable property they want to exploit ad infinitum is to hire directors who (fingers crossed) know what they’re doing.

There’s a gifted pilot (Oscar Isaac); a fiercely martial young woman pursued by villains (Daisy Ridley, a nearly new cinematic presence); an independent-minded soldier on the run (John Boyega); a passionate military mastermind (Adam Driver). He won’t direct the next chapter; that gig belongs to Rian Johnson, whose movies include “Looper.” By then maybe everyone will have calmed down; because, frankly, among the challenges in reviewing a hyper-hyped release is separating the signal from the noise — in other words, separating the movie from the nonsense that’s generated by the industry, the entertainment media and the fans.

Their talent often blazes through the screen, their presences are vital, but the spare rendering of character and the tight mechanism of the plot allow them few chances to shine. I had read widely on “Star Wars” as a series and a cultural sensation for an earlier article, but avoided stories focusing on this latest installment.

Abrams plays the nostalgia factor to the very hilt of his lightsaber, and the stagy entrances with which he reintroduces beloved performers is among the most identifiable elements of his direction. He beams every gesture and every gag, every sigh and every whoop, to the virtual balcony, and some grand plot twists can be seen coming around the corner. His spectacle and its meticulous design are something to see, but his direction doesn’t shape the elements stylistically—it doesn’t provide anything to look at. From the start, Abrams confirms the movie’s own identity as a fast-moving action thriller that, like Lucas’s first installment, mixes its frames of reference, combining science fiction and Westerns, “Lawrence of Arabia” and prehistoric fantasies. But the director seems to resist allowing any of the elements to depart from the confines of the action to take on free-floating, loose-ended cinematic identities of their own—no thought is meant to escape from the airtight channel of meaning.

The movie is fast-moving—featuring rapid action within the frame, rapid camera movements, and rapid cutting from shot to shot—yet it feels sluggish throughout, because the speed of thought is slow. This work of stunning, shock-and-awe digital contrivance is so weighed down by reverence for the franchise and calculation of effect that it plays less like an experience than like a summary of itself. Even the mightiest of catastrophes and most clamorous of battles never reach the actual thrill of experience; they stand outside themselves and await the feedback of admiration, like the cinematic equivalent of a flashing applause sign. The reason to describe the plot in only the hedgiest and dodgiest of terms isn’t so much to avoid spoilers as to avoid giving away the only thing the movie’s got. I wouldn’t have wanted to know the great twists of “Psycho” before seeing it for the first time, but, even after having once seen it and knowing all of the script’s tricks, the pleasure of watching it again (and again and again) is nonetheless undiminished, and possibly even enriched.

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