The galaxy was always populated by women. It’s just that the stories focused on wars in the stars. Hence Star Wars rather than Star Population.
But what The Last Jedi does, and what it is uniquely positioned to do as the middle chapter of the new trilogy, is take something that felt revolutionary two years ago and make it feel happily average, just another part of the saga we love.
Because this happens so often in wartime scenarios.
Although Leia has long been a feminist icon, Star Wars hasn’t always had the best track record with its portrayal of women. Both its original and prequel trilogies had few speaking female roles and only one female lead each.
Probably because wars are predominately fought by men. Again, hence the war in Star Wars.
Leia’s gold bikini was a reflection on the intergalactic gangster, Jabba the Hutt, who forced her to wear it. Feminists are just jealous when there’s another woman in the room who looks better than they do. Maybe in Episode IX Abrams can replace the gold bikini with something a bit more drab in order to satisfy your Bolshevik sensibilities:
I’m sure Rose would look fabulous in one of those.
But not worse than “saving the things we love.”
Tell that to the Armed Forces.
That’s what makes it so silly. The women that we do find in the military wear uniforms rather than cocktail dresses on the battlefield.
The most surprising form this takes in The Last Jedi is in the relationship between new character Vice Admiral Amilyn Holdo (Laura Dern) and Poe Dameron (Oscar Isaac), which is inevitably a story about a young, brash male employee who can’t quite follow the instructions of an older female boss.
It’s not all that surprising when you come to realize that the writing was informed by the trials of motherhood rather than the trials of warfare.
You must live in an alternate real-world.
And that womanhood leads all but a dozen or so Resistance soldiers to their deaths.
Probably because the franchise has focused on the soldiers who fight the wars in the stars (you know, Star Wars), rather than on mechanics and janitors who clean up the mess.
Not only is she a woman of color (and, unlike Lupita Nyong’o’s motion-capture performance as Maz Kanata, audiences can see her) but she is a rather unremarkable person in the galaxy, not a chosen one nor a storied smuggler nor royalty.
And therein lies the problem. Why pay absurd admission prices to watch a character on screen that embodies someone you probably have working right next to you in your own workplace? If you see her every day, why do you want to spend 2.5 hours watching her on screen in your off-time too?
So worthy that the DVD trailer doesn’t show the Canto Bight scenes or Rose Tico.
What female characters in Star Wars ever were?