Disney’s Star Wars Sequel Trilogy: A Masterclass in Wasted Potential
Star Wars didn’t just lose its way it crashed into a Death Star sized wall of corporate nonsense.
What was pitched as a revival of the Skywalker legacy turned into a soulless trilogy of missed moments, broken characters, and boardroom panic disguised as storytelling.
Disney had the greatest toy box in cinematic history… and decided to light it on fire for clicks and merch.
They Butchered the Legends We Grew Up With
Let’s talk about the character assassination of the century.
Han Solo… once the coolest smuggler in the galaxy… gets stabbed by his own son like a chump.
No redemption, no heroic last stand, just a dramatic soap opera moment so Abrams could check off the "emotional death" box.
Luke Skywalker? You know, the guy who saved Darth Vader with hope and compassion?
Yeah, he’s now a depressed Alien titty milk drinking hermit who gave up on everything.
His arc was turned into a meme and then killed off via intergalactic Force Skype. GLORIOUS! 🤦♂️
Leia? Wasted.
The sequel trilogy gave her no real leadership, no spotlight, and when she finally dies… it’s basically off screen, vague, and painfully unearned.
And don’t get me started on sidelining R2-D2 or wiping 3PO’s mind for cheap laughs.
These weren’t bold choices. These were cowardly retcons that spit in the face of the original trilogy.
No Plan, No Soul, and a “Twist” Nobody Wanted
The biggest sin? There was no plan.
The Force Awakens set the table, The Last Jedi flipped it over, and Rise of Skywalker scrambled to pick up the crumbs with duct tape and desperation.
No consistent character arcs. No thematic throughline. Just whiplash storytelling that pandered to Twitter threads and Reddit leaks.
And then there’s Rey. (and here come the keyboard warriors)
She could’ve been something great… maybe.
A nobody rising to become a hero, echoing the original trilogy’s heart. But nope… she’s Palpatine’s granddaughter, because apparently being special means being related to evil space wizards now.
That choice undercut the entire message of the franchise, just to throw in a twist nobody asked for.
By the end, it didn’t feel like a trilogy… it felt like three fan films stitched together with nostalgia and panic.
Lando shows up for five minutes, Chewie doesn't get a proper moment with Leia, and somehow Palpatine’s back? Why? HOW?
Shut up, that’s why.
Final Verdict: They Fumbled the Force
The sequel trilogy wasn’t just bad…it was disrespectful.
To the characters. To the story. To the fans.
It had all the tools to build something powerful and instead gave us a disjointed, cynical product that tried to please everyone and ended up pleasing almost no one.
Star Wars deserves better. We deserve better. And until Lucasfilm learns to respect what came before while actually planning what comes next, the galaxy far, far away will stay stuck in the mess they made.
