Season 3 of The Mandalorian was OK.
Yes, it pains me to write that. The Mandalorian – universally beloved and merchandised thanks to the genius inclusion of a cooing Yoda-like baby now named Din Grogu – had gone from the absolute beacon of hope for the Star Wars franchise to “pretty good” in the eyes of many viewers, including myself. Now, maybe that’s because Andor had sufficiently and surprisingly raised the bar in terms of what a Star Wars TV show could be. Maybe it’s because we’ve been so sufficiently spoiled by new Star Wars stories that it takes much more to excite us. Qui-Gon Jinn himself, Liam Neeson, told Conan O’Brien earlier this year, “There’s so many spinoffs of Star Wars. It’s diluting it to me, and it’s taken away the mystery and the magic in a weird way.”
That makes a lot of sense, right? If we’re constantly fed –
and Star Wars fans are fed these days – we’re not all that likely to salivate over the next meal. This is probably why Ahsoka, which debuted in
August, was a bit hard for me to get into for the first few episodes. I liked
it just fine, but I was shocked by how nitpicky and blasé I was about the whole
thing. I felt like I could predict exactly where the story was going and how
the season would wrap up.
And then Anakin freaking Skywalker showed up and s*** got REAL.
From the return of The Chosen One to some emotional Rebels
reunions to Grand Admiral Thrawn just Thrawning it up every time he was
onscreen, Ahsoka became one of my favorite Star Wars things ever. And
given where the season wound up (Sabine Wren and Ahsoka Tano stranded on a
strange world alongside new enemies, a rogue Jedi unraveling mysteries of the Force,
and Thrawn about to unleash HELL on the New Republic), I genuinely have no idea
what’s in store next for that galaxy far, far away … and that’s damned exciting.
We’ve been at a point in many fictional cinematic universes –
including Marvel, Star Wars, and DC – in which it feels like we’ve been
treading water for a while now. Ever since The Rise of Skywalker and Avengers:
Endgame, fans have been waiting for the next big event to propel their
respective overarching stories forward (and that event unfortunately wasn’t Ant-Man
and the Wasp: Quantumania). In DC’s case, we’re just burning through already-completed
movies until James Gunn’s reboot happens. This is one of the reasons why phrases
like “superhero fatigue” and “franchise fatigue” have been thrown around so
much lately. Heck, even Andor – for all its many high points – is essentially
just filling in the gaps between other films and shows.
Ahsoka, meanwhile, just shook up the entire Star
Wars galaxy and left us on the edge of our seats. Loki, now in its
second season, is about to similarly make sense of all this Marvel Multiverse
stuff we’ve been living in for the past few years. They’re breaking the formula
and giving us new stories, new perspectives, and new questions to ask. Hell, I’d
say given Star Wars and Marvel Studios’ recent output, they’re as good as they’ve
ever been. So perhaps it’s not fatigue for fans … it’s impatience.
Fortunately, it seems, the wait is over.
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