I mentioned Solo: A Star Wars Story, and how much I loved it, in the context of another post lamenting that no one seems to want to talk about the actual Star Wars movies themselves.
And so, I decided I’d take the easy way today and share the review of Solo: A Star Wars Story I wrote over on letterboxd. Just offering my own two cents, as it were. I’d love to rewrite it and make it more expansive, but I want to offer it here in its unvarnished glory.
kesseljunkie’s Original Review of Solo: A Star Wars Story
I loved this movie. It’s relentless fun, dropping all the pretense and just going for broke every step of the way. I laughed, I thrilled, I had a TREMENDOUSLY great time. This is the most satisfied I’ve been with a Star Wars film since 2005, which is the highest compliment I can possibly give it.
A few frayed edges — undoubtedly the result of its production blah blah blah blah — prevent it from hitting perfection but this is a film where, when I walked out of the theater, I couldn’t wait to see it again.
I loved it so much I want a sequel. I want to know more about who and where and why, and to see if the supporting cast goes where I think they will. It would have been so unbearably boring for them to have produced something that was simply “Guardians of the Galaxy Light,” but instead we got something complex and intriguing. This is the expansive, unconstrained galaxy that I’ve seen in my head since I was a kid.
You’ll hear plenty of naysayers and mudslingers. Whatever. In a world dominated by rote formula and predictable plot lines built over years in multiple movies, Solo: A Star Wars Story is what I never knew I needed so badly – an adventure with a big heart and infectious groove.