LET'S GO WITH THE STARB WARBS
(And I know by typing those three words I am summoning from the ether a gaggle of poopy-butt trolls who will be summarily and giddily thrown into the Oubliette of Disregard.)
We have been trained by our stories to place great significance upon lineage.
Which is anathema to THE OL' STARB WARBS, if you ask me.
But Anakin comes from nothing.
Like, maybe literally?
*takes a poop on midichlorians, which are a wretched fucking idea that sadly give credence to Star Wars 'bloodlines' mattering and turn the Force into a numerical stat on a character sheet*
(And by the way this conversation is inspired by this article at io9 --)
Kylo is the boy of destiny, a Skywalker of Jedi import! He is trapped by that destiny and used by (or is using) the First Order.
The fact that power can come from nothing is a resounding, mythical, vital message.
It also sends a message to all of us.
You can be somebody without "being* somebody.
You can save yourself from trauma and abandonment. As she has. As she will.
By which I mean --
By making her nobody, she gets to be somebody.
She gets to be EVERYBODY.
JJA loves him some Mystery Box.
I think he loves the Mystery Box sometimes more than he loves the actual contents of the box. He cares so much about the question he maybe forgets about the answer sometimes.
So, question is, how can Rey's Nobody Parents still be a Mystery Box? How can it satisfy that need to further twist the answer?
ANYWAY okay there you go, my ramble is over.
*is just a robe*
*the robe blows away*
*the robe is caught on the ceiling fan*
*a noble, poignant death is suddenly made embarrassing as the ceiling fan begins to short out and the robe catches fire*
*the robe whispers in your ear*
buy my book
I mean sure, STAR WARS: AFTERMATH is on point but really so is DAMN FINE STORY available at Tosche Station next to the Power Converters
*robe ghost fades*