Spoiler ahead for Star Wars Episode IX: Rise of Skywalker.
At the end of Star Wars Episode IX: Rise of Skywalker, a woman asks Rey who she is and she says, “Rey… Skywalker.”
And that is supposed to be the triumphant end.
Here’s the thing: she isn’t a Skywalker. She’s a Palpatine.
Saying she’s a Skywalker doesn’t make her one anymore than me saying that I’m a Kennedy makes me one either. You have to be born into it. It’s not a lifestyle or a state of mind, it’s your DNA.
So Rey saying she’s a Skywalker: she is going to live a lie the rest of her life? She is going to force every person she meets into unwittingly perpetuating a lie as well? What about her kids in the future; when they find out that they are actually Palpatines – do you think they will appreciate that?
It reminds me of Queen Esther: she lied about her heritage and it got her into some sticky situations. Abraham lied about his wife’s heritage too and it also got him into trouble.
What if Luke, when finding out that his father is Darth Vader, started identifying as Yoda? No, he began trying to redeem the family name and his father (which he did both!).
That’s the epitome of our Post Modern culture and it’s embrace of Moral Relativism (your truth is your truth and my truth is my truth, but there is no objective truth).
If I identify as a Skywalker, then you have to accept that as reality… when it clearly is not.
The moral of the story is you can be whoever you want to be. Didn’t it used to be: be yourself, don’t try to be something you’re not?
At the end of Rise of Skywalker, I believe we were supposed to think: “Yeah, good for Rey! She’s taking her destiny into her own hands.”
Well, she could’ve done that without stealing the identity of a family legacy that she in no way is related to.
She could have said “Rey… just Rey.”
Or “Rey… Solo (if she really did love Ben).”
Or “Rey… Master Jedi Rey.”
Or “Rey… Starkiller.”
Or pretty much anything other than a lie.
I repeat: saying you are something doesn’t make you that thing.