The main saga’s eighth entry is still sparking debate in almost every internet comments section, however unrelated the topic may be, as well as an inundation of amateur YouTuber video essays. Unlike other media, it’s almost impossible to escape discussion about the series when browsing the internet or even taking a walk around a populated area. Star Wars fatigue is understandably setting in for many not because they are tired of the films, but because they are tired of hearing that “The Last Jedi ruined my childhood” and that “[Lucasfilm president] Kathleen ‘Satan’ Kennedy must be fired for her murder of a 30 year old franchise (despite her leading three out of the four films released under her tenure to immense critical and commercial success)” almost daily. There’s a general feeling that it’s all becoming a bit too much.
People are tired of hearing about Star Wars, because its prevalence in the cultural zeitgeist has lost its novelty (a ‘novelty’ which lasted a few decades). Discussion encourages passion for something which, for Lucasfilm, means repeat viewings of their Star Wars films. When that discussion is overwhelming and unreasonable, however, many will simply refrain from that discussion; that’s a saddening reality, both for Lucasfilm and for genuine fans. How this problem can be fixed remains to be seen, but there is hope that the year and a half wait for JJ Abrams’ Episode IX will foster a reflection of what it means to be a Star Wars fan.
I don’t sympathise with the common advice of remembering that “they’re just films”, because they never will be ‘just that’ for me; instead, remembering that there are other things to do with your life can allow us to get a better perspective on things – and through that perspective, both alleviate fatigue and realise what the series actually means to us.
I will always love watching Star Wars, and I hope that, someday, I can once more feel comfortable in saying that I do to others.