Tag: Solo: A Star Wars Story

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“it’s so hot outside this room”

I did watch the season finale episode of Star Wars: Maul last night, S01E09 (“Chapter 9: Strange Allies”) and S01E10 (“Chapter 10: The Dark Lord”) which was mostly excellent. I found myself slightly less engaged than I feel I should have been, but in part I think that has to do with the way I’ve watched the series. This was meant to be binged and the release model didn’t do anything to support that. The only complaint I have is that Dryden Vos is noticeably not voiced by Paul Bettany, who played him in “Solo: A Star Wars Story”. Speaking of the latter film, this series is really putting the pieces together, from how Maul and Crimson Dawn were displayed in The Clone Wars vs. that film and I love that! It’s really cool. And I look forward to what future seasons will reveal about that journey and how else they might incorporate continuity there.

Speaking of Star Wars, Aaron mentioned that he got us tickets to see The Mandalorian and Grogu. Originally he got them for opening night but something came up and we’re now seeing it on Friday or Saturday; he told me because he wanted to know if this was okay with me and I assured him that was fine. I’m not concerned about spoilers with that story. The only movies where that’s a big deal for me are the Marvel movies. I really haven’t rewatched any of the post-ROTJ, Mando era TV so the movie will likely feel even more like a standalone movie for me. I expect I’ll re-watch it all someday, possibly after Season 2 of Ahsoka is available.

I went to bed around 4am. I slept 6 hours. I woke up, had a smoothie and joined Aaron in the office where I started working on my Star Wars viewing order on my website. Aaron had to leave for a doctor’s appointment and he’ll then work from his office downtown before choir practice, which means I’m on my own until he comes home. My aide is here until 6. The season finale for Daredevil: Born Again begins streaming at 9pm. I will likely try to get some more things done online and then get ready for a walk. It’s nearly 80 degrees today. It was only 60 when I went for my walk on Sunday.

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For the Disturbed

In the theater
there is no escape
no respite
from disturbances
however minor
or intense.

I try to ground
try to limit the annoyance
and focus on the other worlds
flashing before my eyes
but it fades into a mishmash
of barely recognized words and actions

I feel nothing
except a mounting terror
that I will disappear again
and wake somewhere unknown.

I pull myself into the present
but I’m just as lost
as if I’d walked into
a completely different film.

I want them to rewind
but the projectionist
is an unforgiving dick
so I try to feel out
what I’ve missed
as I continue to struggle
with language and context.

I ask Aaron
where a character escaped to
but the movement returns and
I can’t hang on to the moment
and having asked twice
in his panic stricken voice
I argue internally –
what are we to do?

I turn from the screen
which has become a spoiler reel
which would ruin the film
when I finally get to experience it
in full.

I weep,
holding Aaron’s hand
as I’m left behind;
he wants to see it with me
but I’m not even there…
just a cacophonous shell
in which I hold my younger self
and try to convince him that
we are okay and that
I know how to get us home.

Outside,
confusion threatens destruction
but I know north from south
and east from west.

I head north
and then east
surrounded by revelers,
I make note of the Avenue names
until I reach Madison,
when I realize
I can navigate towards therapy,
where instinct will kick in
and return us safely to our home.

Written by Jason Wright
July 4, 2018

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