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Star Wars Episodes VII and VIII: The Law of the Father, the Life of the Mother
WARNING: Spoilers ahead for Star Wars, especially episodes VII and VIII.
Fatherhood is deeper in the Star Wars DNA than Light Sabers, deeper than the Force and the Light and Dark Sides. It's the thematic backbone and nerve center of the whole mythology.
"Luke, I am your father."
"You were the chosen one!"
etc etc
We are introduced to Obi Wan as mentor to Luke, through whom Obi Wan hopes to redeem himself. Obi Wan's training (continued by Yoda) allows Luke to face his own father, eventually becoming Vader's mortal enemy, echoing the patricidal impulse that the Sith swear by (the Rule Of Two).
The original trilogy is resolved, in episode 6, when Luke refuses the patricidal role that seems to be his destiny: refusing to destroy his father, even at the most decisive moment, he effectively breaks the murderous chain that runs through every Star Wars.
If you trace the line of fatherhood from Obi Wan in the other direction, you find, in the prequels, Anakin the fatherless, rebelling against one father-figure (Obi-Wan) and ultimately destroying another (Emperor Palpatine).
Anakin, the fatherless, the betrayer... from his betrayal of Obi Wan, unto his redemption, the betrayal of Supreme Leader Darth Sidious. And of course, in Kylo Ren, Anakin finds an analogue.
And so, fifteen years go by, and then come Star Wars VII and VIII, proudly restating the themes of their predecessors. Kylo Ren is Vader with his mask off: the tortured product of a compromised ideology, following in Anakin's footsteps as the consummate patricide (first Solo, then Snoke). He is a creature of naive idealism, twisted into a reactionary when faced with the imperfections of his symbolic order.
Fatherhood is still a pivotal theme in episodes VII and VIII, but now, a new question emerges to complicate it:
What of motherhood? Of the masculine, we've seen much... but of femininity, all we've seen, in Episodes I-VI, is maidenhood. The only mother who has any role in character development is Shmi, and she is effectively a disposable device, part of a section of backstory clumsily soldered to the Clone Wars narrative arc.
At the very least, we saw that the death of his mother was the first trigger for Anakin to drift toward the dark side (though it may have always been within him). In a sense, Anakin was a failure of nurturing, an id conditioned entirely through the one-sided application of austerity, specialized training, and detached spirituality.
So we might take the license of really reading into that: the whole story, from episodes I through VI, is the story of a universe without motherhood.
In Episode VIII, Luke returns, and through Luke and Kylo Ren, the fatherhood theme continues its critical role. However, Luke Skywalker, now a hermit sage, drives a massive shift in momentum: he hesitates to become the father figure, and when he finally does, he is the ghost of a dying ideal. His critical contribution is a duel with no intention of winning; his final gesture is to fade away and vanish altogether.
This is Luke seeing this history for what it is, and attaining the clarity of two crucial insights:
FIRST, that the fatherhood complex is toxic... it has always been about ideological purity and passivity (the Light), or about envy and murder (the Dark).
SECOND, that the new virtues must be wholly different: the virtues of survival and sacrifice and rebirth. These are the virtues championed by the maternal spirits, and they are the stamps of destiny upon Rey, the orphaned female successor to the Jedi philosophy.
And still carrying this thematic burden, despite her tragic loss: Carrie Fischer as Leia Organa, forever the survivor, sending severed tongues to abusers, always shattering her stereotypes: the princess, the sexual chattel, the hysteric. Carrie Fischer, who seemed so linked to her own mother that the latter followed Carrie into the dark.
And so, we can follow Star Wars, one of our greatest mythologies, into one of its greatest discoveries: that motherhood survives and blesses our successors with their survival, and fatherhood finally learns when to let go and overcome itself, dissolving back into history.
Posted on 24 May 2018 | 1:30 pm
Jesse Miksic Publications
Had a few poems published last weekend, in some excellent online lit markets!
… and prompted by those developments, I added a page to my personal site that lists my poetry publication credits. So there ya go!
Posted on 30 April 2018 | 12:02 pm
“Let’s stay up all night.” -the moon tonight in #Peekskill 🌙. ...
“Let’s stay up all night.” -the moon tonight in #Peekskill 🌙. #haunted #sleepless #moon #timelapse #hudsonvalley
Posted on 29 April 2018 | 11:58 pm
Some old friends returning with the warm weather #peekskill...
Some old friends returning with the warm weather #peekskill #depewpark #geese #sunset (at Depew Park)
Posted on 13 April 2018 | 10:14 pm
My poem Domovoi, in West Texas Literary Review
My poem Domovoi, in West Texas Literary Review:
Appearing in issue 5 of West Texas Literary Review, my tribute to our restless sailors surveying the depths of sleep
Posted on 23 March 2018 | 10:07 pm
Been a mad mad week. Now got a fresh foot of snow and an...
Been a mad mad week. Now got a fresh foot of snow and an electricity-free house. Happy March! #winter #storm #noreaster #blizzard
Posted on 7 March 2018 | 10:16 pm
Recent placements in poetry
A topical update on my creative endeavors lately: I've placed poetry in a few beautiful and respectable literary magazines (all online so far, which is cool, because it's actually easier to provide access to them).
Posted on 12 February 2018 | 12:14 pm
The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of...
The sun that brief December day
Rose cheerless over hills of gray,
And, darkly circled, gave at noon
A sadder light than waning moon.
Slow tracing down the thickening sky
Its mute and ominous prophecy,
A portent seeming less than threat,
It sank from sight before it set.
-from Snow-bound, by John Greenleaf Whittier
Posted on 31 January 2018 | 12:44 pm
Can’t drag my eyes away from winter aerial landscapes on the way...
Can’t drag my eyes away from winter aerial landscapes on the way home from Wisconsin
Posted on 2 January 2018 | 9:01 pm
Gosling – Cold Creek Review
My poem “Gosling” appearing in Cold Creek Review, along with lots of other excellent work. I had been lukewarm on this poem, and mostly stopped showing it to anybody – this was a nice reminder that others will see value in places I’ve neglected or overlooked.
Posted on 2 January 2018 | 12:41 pm
At the midpoint of her quest, the #princess seeks the counsel of...
At the midpoint of her quest, the #princess seeks the counsel of the wise forest spirit
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#fairytale #raccoon #magicforest #toys
Posted on 19 December 2017 | 12:33 am
I and Thou #gardenart #centralparkzoo #strangesights #statuary
I and Thou #gardenart #centralparkzoo #strangesights #statuary
Posted on 18 December 2017 | 12:45 am
#Winter doing some vortex frost magic on the roof of my little...
#Winter doing some vortex frost magic on the roof of my little blue car
Posted on 1 December 2017 | 12:18 pm