And here is the biggest problem I have with Star Wars in a nutshell:
Luke Skywalker sees Princess Leia for the first time, falls in love and crosses a galaxy to save her.
He hires Han Solo, a mercenary who has to be convinced to help rescue Leia from being executed.
Of course, since Han is the "bad boy" Leia falls in love with him.
Luke is revealed to be her brother.
Han gets the girl while Luke gets to stare at the ghost of his dead father who has somehow gotten younger and has a creepy stalker-stare.
Talk about unfair.
Now, I was talking about Star Wars in narrative terms, thinking out loud with my “writer-brain” and taking issue with how George Lucas kind of left Luke hanging at the end of Return of the Jedi without ever “getting the girl.”
This set off some discussion about women being treated as “trophies” and Ms. Rapciak calling me out to debate the issue on our respective blogs. Rapciak wrote her column and insinuated some things that I take issue with and would like to address in my rebuttal.
(Click HERE to read her post.)
I’ll address each of her points in order:
1. Luke's attraction to a pretty hologram is NOT love.
Well, of course it isn’t.
If we’re going to take Star Wars and frame it in “real world” terms, Luke Skywalker would be a prime candidate to get “catfished.”
The kid grows up on a backwater planet, leading a sheltered life with minimal contact with the outside world, and sees the hologram of an exotic princess needing help? He’s gonna get suckered in faster than you can say Manti T’eo.
But we’re not talking about the real world, here. Star Wars is a fable, a fairy tale, a romantic fantasy even. And how many of these stories are based on the idea of “love at first sight”? Or the romantic notion that the hero sets off to slay the dragon, save the princess and they live together happily ever after?
If you insist on applying real world standards to fairy tales, you spoil a great many of them. One would have to question why Ariel (of “The Little Mermaid”) would decide to leave her family and life under the ocean for a guy she hardly knew. Or shake your head when Snow White decides to leave all the dwarves behind and go live with a guy she just met after a long nap.
When you take romantic ideals as presented in fairy tales and expose them to the harsh light of reality, they all seem like bad judgment calls.
Quite honestly, what bothers me more than the whole Luke-falls-in-love-with-Leia’s-hologram deal is that just minutes before Ben Kenobi reveals to Luke that his family has been lying to him HIS ENTIRE LIFE. And he JUST ACCEPTS IT. No anger. No sense of betrayal. Luke just shrugs and moves on.