Rey’s Final Words Should Have Been Changed

Rey’s identity. It is a question that has haunted Rey throughout her story in the Sequel Trilogy. In The Force Awakens, she learned that her mysteriously unknown parents were never coming back and that the longing she sought was not behind her but ahead. In The Last Jedi, she was told that her parents were “no one.” That they sold her off for drinking money and that they died in pauper’s graves in the Jakku desert. In The Rise of Skywalker, we learn that her parents were “no one” because they “chose to be.” That she was the granddaughter of Emperor Palpatine and that her parents sacrificed themselves to save her life.

What a rollercoaster ride. Geez.

By the conclusion of The Rise of Skywalker, Rey is a full-blown Jedi Knight, she’s ended Palpatine once and for all (hopefully) and saved the galaxy. Every question that she has ever had about herself has been answered and now she is free to bring about a new age of the Jedi.


In the last moments of Rey’s story in this trilogy, she is approached by a wandering woman who asks her name.

Woman: There’s been no one for so long. Who are you?

Rey: I’m Rey.

Woman: Rey who?

(When have people in Star Wars suddenly become so interested in last names?)

Rey: I’m Rey Skywalker.

That’s where Abrams messed up right there.


Earlier in the movie, before Rey embarks on her quest to find and stop Palpatine, Leia hugs Rey and tells her, “Rey, do not be afraid of who you are.”

Those are the most powerful words that Rey can hear, for it is her fear of herself that weighs her down and causes her so much grief.

At that moment when that woman on Tatooine asked, “Rey who?”

She should’ve proudly said, “Rey Palpatine.”

It would’ve brought her story and her longing for identity, for self-acceptance and for self-love full circle, enhancing Leia’s words, “Do not be afraid of who you are.”

But even at that moment, she’d rather be someone else than who she really is. She’d rather adopt the Skywalker name rather than fulfill the Palpatine’s legacy in a powerful and moving way. So, somewhere deep down, she’s still afraid of the fact that she’s truly a Palpatine, even though her parents, who she claimed were strong and who she seemed to be proud of, were Palpatines, not Skywalkers.

In an instant, she is a pretender again and this will probably come back to bite her in future stories. She hasn’t fully moved on and accepted the truth. And we saw where that got Luke and Leia who also pretended that Vader wasn’t part of their bloodline, their story, and that led to Leia not becoming Chancellor of the New Republic (a detail revealed in the riveting novel Bloodline) and Snoke twisting Ben’s mind as he revealed his uncle Luke’s deceit.

I already wasn’t a fan of the “Rey Skywalker” idea. Now I positively despise it.

What do you think? Do you think it was a beautiful statement that she adopted the Skywalker lineage? Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments below.

I thank you for reading and I hope you have a great day. May the Force be with you, always.

My Second Viewing of ‘The Rise of Skywalker’

For the first time since December 20 of 2019, I have seen The Rise of Skywalker and it reminded me in a very painful way why I’m not a fan of this movie.

Upon this second viewing, the likable elements of this film (the dynamic between Rey, Finn, and Poe, the humor, the sequence on Kijimi) are even more fun but the elements that bring the film down (Palpatine, the final battle sequence on Exegol, Poe’s horrible-want-to-be-Captain-America-speech) suck the joy right out of the viewing experience.

There are fans who enjoy this film, who like the choices Abram made and who cherished the simplicity of the story. I’m one who likes simplicity too (that’s why The Force Awakens is my third favorite Star Wars movie) but, and that’s a huge BUT, I like a story that makes sense, that pushes the boundaries of what you expect and delivers a finale worth cheering about.

After recently watching the extended edition of The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King the “dire” scope of the situation of the Resistance feels petty in comparison. Everything in this movie came too easily. Palpatine broadcast his return to the whole galaxy. Luke was apparently looking for Exegol (why I’m not sure) and all of the clues needed to find the Sith world lied in the books Rey took from Ahch-To. An abandoned ship from decades before containing a dagger needed to find Exegol was conveniently placed on Pasaana for Rey to find. Oh, and the ship was the same one that Rey saw in her vision in The Force Awakens. Go figure. Poe knows a black market droidsmith on Kijimi that can hack C-3PO and reveal a Sith translating protocol inside of the golden droid. They go to Kef Bir where the Sith Wayfinder has been kept hidden on the crashed remains of the Death Star. Rey eventually goes to Exegol, the Resistance follows because conveniently they can track her, and a showdown transpires that doesn’t feel dire in the slightest.


Here you have what appears to be hundreds of Star Destroyers, enough to take out the Resistance in minutes. The ships never do any real damage and apparently, they’re really easy to destroy when it’s convenient to end all of the drama. One fighter can take out a single Star Destroyer as if they don’t have any deflector shields? That’s never happened in Star Wars because it doesn’t make sense.

My sister said this movie should’ve been renamed Star Wars: The Convenience Store and I wholeheartedly agree with her. As I said before, I just finished watching The Return of the King, a movie that beats down its heroes throughout its entirety until, by their will and a whole lot of luck, they defeat Sauron at the end. It’s a beautiful conclusion that induces worthy tears. The Rise of Skywalker does not produce that same emotion from me.

I wish I could say this second viewing was better than my first. In ways, it is but in a lot of ways it also confirmed why I despise this movie so much. A fact I will elaborate upon in greater detail in my next post.

I thank you for reading and I hope you have a spectacular day. May the Force be with you.

That Night: Part 7

Valkyrie piloted her ship until it was over the arena where she parked it and tilted it vertically to the sky as she opened the roof. Tarthon gasped as he held onto her chair.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

She climbed out of her seat and sat on the edge of the roof, patting the space beside her.

“Come look at this,” she told him.

He carefully walked across the ship’s wall before sitting beside her. The view blew his mind. Continue reading That Night: Part 7