Hubby and I just (as in, in the last 20 minutes) finished watching the final season of Star Wars: The Clone Wars on Netflix.
***SPOILERS AHEAD (but you probably assumed that already)***
Yes, I know the final season came out *gasp* more than a week ago, but we were pacing ourselves by watching one story arc at a time, in between finishing season 6 of Deep Space Nine, which I had somehow never seen (that’s another story). Anywho, tonight was the night for the final four episodes of Clone Wars. I. Have. No. Words. (But I’ll try to come up with some anyway).
As I posted on Twitter, “The Sith’s about to hit the fan!” The entire season was wonderful, but Yoda’s arc truly was a gem to finish out the series. I had goosebumps the entire time, and got a positive shiver down my back when Qui-Gon first spoke. The lightsaber fight scenes were incredible. There is another Skywalker. *Squee* Did anyone else want the Priestess to give Yoda a Heart Container after he defeated Dark Yoda/Yoda-Gollum? It was very Legend of Zelda-meets-Lord of the Rings!
And I swear, R2 is the best secret-keeper in the galaxy! He’s been everywhere (Even to the Sith homeworld! And to Dagobah! Dagobah, I say!), seen everything, and never tells a soul! Lily and James Potter should’ve hired him as their Secret Keeper, then Harry Potter would have turned out much differently! Finally, I’m so glad I always look at the voice talent during the credits; I want to go back and watch Darth Bane all over again just to see if I can pick out that it really is Mark Hamill (who is an amazing voice talent in his own right).
While the Clovis arc wasn’t the strongest (mostly because I had to Google who Clovis was because it had been so long since I’d seen his episodes), I really liked seeing the dark jealous side of Anakin come to fruition as it has been emerging for the last season or two (the music definitely didn’t hurt too). This show really helped bridge the gap between Episodes II and III with Anakin’s turn to the Dark Side. The only thing I wish was hinted at was the *ahem* first inklings of Luke and Leia, since Padme’s already pregnant by the time Episode III starts.
So now I’m sitting here decompressing and processing the end of the series. I don’t think I’ve had this visceral of a reaction since the last episodes of Battlestar Galactica and Babylon 5, and those were more of the bawling sort. This was dry-eyed and contemplative. Unlike in BSG and B5, we, as viewers, know what’s going to happen to the majority of these characters in their futures (Ahsoka! Captain Rex! Where are you?), which makes the ending of Clone Wars more interesting. I have a sudden urge to both reread the Dawn of the Jedi comic series and watch Episode III at the same time. Then I will start Clone Wars all over again.
May the Force be with us all.