The conclusion to the original Star Wars trilogy provides a suitably dramatic finale to the saga. We pick up where we left off last time, Han’s frozen in carbonite and has been purchased by gangster Jabba the Hut, the Empire is on the war path and the rebels are trying to stop them.
This is far from a perfect film, for one thing it’s hard to believe the Empire gets taken down by some midgets in furry suits. The story is getting a little tired now too, the rebels are simply trying to take down yet another Death Star. Luke must take on Darth Vader… again.
That said it’s not without its memorable moments and characters, Jabba the Hut springs to mind, as does the Emperor. Despite this, for some reason it’s just not quite as engrossing as the last film.
There have been far worse endings to trilogies, and although this ends with a literal ‘bang’, it feels a bit like a whimper. Perhaps I’m just sad I won’t get to see Han in his prime again.
A decent end to a more than decent trilogy. Now it’s time to embark on the somewhat more painful journey of the newer prequels.