Houston Coley’s review published on Letterboxd:
My favorite scene in this movie, by far, is the one where Leia is sitting down on the Resistance ship with her head in her hands. Out the window behind her, bright hyperspace hurdles past endlessly, as what's left of an aging rebellion speeds to their next hiding place. As the ship jumps into the next region of empty black space, a small cup rattles loudly on the table in front of her. Leia breathes heavily, clinching her hands tight.
It's a tiny and intimate moment of anxiety; a representation of the weight of Leia's burden: as a princess with no kingdom, as a general with no army, as a hero who has weathered more battles than she should have. And as the figurehead of a war that rages on, like the endless continuum of hyperspace, even when it feels like this fight should have ended long ago.
I love this movie.
