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In Praise of Revenge of the Sith, the Saddest and Sincerest Star Wars Movie
The final film in the Star Wars prequel trilogy feels like George Lucas’s attempt to step back from his creation and really reckon with it.
We need not dwell on it too much — I’ve lost track of which part of the sine wave of backlash and revival The Phantom Menace currently occupies — but suffice it to say that by the time the final film, Episode III:Revenge of the Sith, premiered in May 2005, the battle lines had solidified. We knew that Anakin (Hayden Christensen) would be seduced by the Dark Side of the Force; that his beloved Padmé Amidala (Natalie Portman) would die; that the Jedi order would be obliterated and Yoda and Obi-Wan Kenobi (Ewan McGregor) exiled to the remote reaches of space. Certainly, some lines rang queasily familiar, and anyone who had watched the news felt a certain chill upon hearing the words “so this is how liberty dies, with thunderous applause,” uttered as Palpatine received extraordinary powers to return peace and prosperity to the galaxy.
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