Solo: A Star Wars Story (2018)
Critic Consensus: A flawed yet fun and fast-paced space adventure, Solo: A Star Wars Story should satisfy newcomers to the saga as well as longtime fans who check their expectations at the theater door.
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Luckily, just as tempers were starting to flare, Solo: A Star Wars Story has arrived to save the day.
The tropes and twists of shamelessly recycled clichés are presented throughout with an absurd earnestness.
Nothing in Solo can compete with a single scene in The Force Awakens. But what this film does have is cape-clad pilot Lando Calrissian (Donald Glover) and his pal, uppity droid L3-37 (Phoebe Waller-Bridge).
Of all the Star Wars-themed movies, this one is the closest to a Saturday afternoon serial/western. Don't expect more than that.
Young Han can only watch helplessly as the gravity of the Star Wars children's crusade overwhelms him and the wondrous fun run gives way to a joyless slog that actually undermines the heroism of A New Hope even as it seeks to foreshadow it.
Audience Reviews for Solo: A Star Wars Story
I am not sure it does justice as an origin story to such a major film character, but I also feel underqualified to determine that as I'm not a Star Wars fanatic. I can only speak to this film purely on entertainment value, and it's mildly entertaining. The easter eggs I did pick up were interesting, while Ehrenreich and Glover's performances grow on you, but the acting overall isn't great, and the story isn't particularly great. This film may have been handcuffed as a prequel to a major character, so it couldn't be anything it wanted to be, but I still think it could have been better than it is.
Light, enjoyable and, of course, full of references for the fans (though the movie's insistence on showing so many of Han's "first times" borders on fandom frivolity), this nice Star Wars footnote will definitely not become a classic any time soon but is at least entertaining enough.
The notorious back-story behind Solo: A Star Wars Story has more than eclipsed whatever else this "young Han Solo" prequel appeared to offer. Directors Phil Lord and Chris Miller were responsible for a string of fast-paced, silly hits like The Lego Movie and the 21 Jump Street films, and when producer Kathleen Kennedy hired them, it felt like an inspired infusion of new blood to make a Star Wars movie different in tone and approach. Five months into shooting and mere weeks away from completing photography, Miller and Lord were fired. The on-set rumors and sources have relayed a badly conceived marriage between the directors, given to improv and irreverence, and Kennedy's sense of what a Star Wars movie should include. Enter Ron Howard, no stranger to the world of George Lucas, and an extensive battalion of reshoots, and you're left with Solo, which only lists Howard as director. With that as its genesis, it feels like this movie should be a train wreck. It's not that. Instead, Solo is fitfully entertaining but underwhelming diversion weighed down by its untapped potential. Years before that noisy Mos Eisley cantina, Han Solo (Alden Ehrenreich) is a low-level criminal trying to find a better life. He loses his girl, Qi'ra (Emilia Clarke), joins the Imperial Army, and defects, finding a partner in a big hairy wookie named Chewbacca (Joonas Suatamo). The two of them join a crew of thieves run by Beckett (Woody Harrelson), and after a job gone wrong, everyone is in grave danger and deep debt to the crime lord Dryden Vos (Paul Bettany). The crew must even the score and make things right, and they must navigate unreliable allies like Lando Calrissian (Donald Glover), his trusted robotic assistant L3-37 (Phoebe Waller-Bridge), and, most surprisingly, Qui'ra herself, working as one of Vos' top criminal consultants. Solo is hard to justify except as an increasingly tedious appeasement to the greater altar of fan service. The movie reminded me of those young author biopics like Finding Neverland where everything is given the unspoken-though-heavily implied significance of dramatic irony, where the audience knows, "Oh, this will be where that comes from, or that's the first time that happened, etc." Solo provides further light on the Star Wars minutia that only a scant few will work up real excitement over. For every interesting revelation, like Han and Chewbacca first meeting and bonding, there are numerous others that could best be characterized as cataloging the story of Who Gives a Crap?: The Movie. Who cares how Han got his dice? On that note, did I just not remember this trinket being as heavily showcased in the original trilogy as these new films emphasize? Also, who cares about how Han gets the Millennium Falcon? Who cares how Han got into the smuggling business? Who cares why Han was on Tatooine to begin with? The film expects audiences to supply the significance for scenes that lack that on their own. Too much of the script by Lawerence and Jonathan Kasdan (In the Land of Women) coasts along on audience good will carried over from the original trilogy. As far as being a heist movie, Solo doesn't put much concentrated thought with its heist set pieces. Much of the plot hinges on a "job" to recover a large amount of fuel owed to the scary crime boss, so the job itself should be treated as important. Once topside, the characters stick to their ruse for about five minutes and things immediately go bad and then it's just one messy, ongoing action sequence. I could understand carefully planning a scheme only for it to unexpectedly go wrong, but the appeal of heists are their intricacy, development, and complications, and Solo sadly snuffs this appeal out. The high-point of the film is an early Act Two heist that's the sci-fi equivalent of a train robbery. Things start off promising with the space craft being able to rotate around its rail, which tickles the imagination for plenty of dire hangings on. We even get a few preparatory words for the plan, though even those are fairly general. And then things start and they immediately go bad and stay that way without satisfying complication. Part of the appeal of heists is seeing the curve balls, the unexpected complications, and how our team reacts and recovers. It's a fun sequence with some thrilling visuals but it never rises beyond the sum of its action particulars, and so an important set piece is held back from going for greatness. The action throughout Solo is serviceable but rarely does it feel like what's onscreen is the best version of what it could have been. Serviceable, sure. Which brings about the inevitable analysis over what can be gleaned from the final product that traces back to its original team of directors. There are a handful of comic asides that feel like the lasting touch of Miller and Lord. Beyond that, Solo feels very much like Howard's movie, though much like Rogue One, the mind conjures the possibilities of the original version. One of the biggest changes is that Howard added Bettany's gangster character. He's on screen for really two sequences though his importance stretches over the entire film. Solo feels cohesively like one movie to the degree that if you had never heard about the headline-grabbing production tumult, you wouldn't suspect anything had happened behind-the-scenes. However, the lasting impact seems deeper, namely that many of these sequences feel, to some degree, interchangeable by design. The execution and development feel lacking. It's a lingering feeling that what you've been watching isn't fully coming together. It's not fully engaging the attention and making the most of its beloved characters. It feels less like a seminal moment in the story of Han, Chewie, and Lando and more like an extended episode of a television series. I was too detached and grew restless too often. I started waiting for it to be over rather than waiting to see what happened next. Ehrenreich showed enormous promise with 2016's Hail, Caesar! both with comedy chops and leading man appeal, so he seemed like a capable choice for a young Han Solo. After rumors of having to hire an emergency acting coach on set, I was expecting a poor performance. He's decent, grinning through the indignities, stumbling along with a sardonic sensibility that still plays into a confident sense of optimism against the odds. Ehrenreich, much like most of the movie, is perfectly fine, entertaining at times, but far too often a passing blip. The real star of the movie is Glover (TV's Atlanta) who is brimming with charisma. Plus Lando's suave, pansexual nature and tendency toward shady scheming lends itself to a more fascinating glimpse at a character we know decidedly less about. Clarke (HBO's Game of Thrones) is saddled with a non-starter of a storyline as the old girlfriend who got away. Harrelson (Three Billboards) plays another cranky father figure role. Bettany (Avengers: Infinity War) is generally wasted as a villain lacking a stronger sense of identity or menace. His weapons of choice, two laser-edged knives, seem like where the depth of character creation ended with him. Oh, he also has scars over his face, so that's about the same as a personality. The lone supporting player that leaves an impression is Waller-Bridge (Fleabag) as the android, L3-37. I could have used an entire movie with her and Lando. She becomes a political revolutionary by accident over the mistreatment of droids, and L3-37 does what the other supporting characters, and even what Ehrenreich to some extent, do not - leave you wanting more. After its problematic history, it would be easy to look for ways to carve up Solo as a Hodge-podge creation of studio interference but that's too tidy an explanation. I'm not against the idea of a "young Han Solo" film franchise, though it needs to find the right stories to shed new and meaningful light on this classic rogue. Han Solo was, like, mid thirties at the oldest in 1977's Star Wars and Ehrenreich's early-to-mid 20s version doesn't afford a great many differences (he was already a "young" character to start with). If you've bought into the Star Wars universe, there should be enough to at least be entertained by, and if you're a nascent fan, then Solo might be an easily digestible fun adventure. The mitigated or underdeveloped potential nagged at me as I was watching. It's got aliens and space heists and most of the time I was approaching boredom. I'll label the movie with its own Scarlet F: it's... "fine." It's the kind of movie you shrug your shoulders at afterwards, not necessarily regretting the experience but moving along. Perhaps we're just at a natural point in the post-Disney-purchase of Star Wars, and now we're facing less-than-ideal time-discharged product. I was hoping for more, either good or bad, but had to settle for a relatively lackluster prequel. I don't know if there will be further escapades with the "young" Han Solo but I wish they choose them more wisely. Even the title feels bland. Nate's Grade: C+
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