CAST: Alden Ehrenreich, Woody Harrelson, Emilia Clarke, Donald Glover, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, Joonas Suotamo, Paul Bettany
DIRECTED BY: Ron Howard
WRITTEN BY: Jonathan and Lawrence Kasdan
RUNNING TIME: 135 minutes
PORTRAIT OF THE PILOT AS A YOUNG MAN: A REVIEW OF SOLO: A STAR WARS STORY (2018) SANS SPOILERS
by Jim Wallace
A long time ago I outgrew “Star Wars,” and that’s probably why I’m able to like Solo: a Star Wars Story (2018), the “origin story” of Han Solo. Because I’m no longer mired in the mythology of the movies’ fictional universe, I’m able to judge Solo as an independent work of space opera cinema rather than as a sacred scroll of “Star Wars” scripture. And I see that it is good—not great, not very good, but solidly good.
I discovered that I’d outgrown “Star Wars” when I saw the “Special Edition” re-releases way back in 1997. (Has it really been 21 years?) In addition to being dismayed by George Lucas’s abjectly asinine decision to have Greedo shoot first and wincing at the glaring incongruity between the tacked-on CGI and the original (albeit cleaned-up) visuals, I was surprised that the magic had gone away for me.
Star Wars (1977), now known as Star Wars: Episode IV – A New Hope, had become to me what it was to almost everyone associated with it before its theatrical release: “a silly space movie.” I no longer liked the “Star Wars” saga as a whole but instead only certain elements. In fact, the only two elements in the original movie that I still liked are Darth Vader and Han Solo, and for me Solo had become semi-obnoxious in The Empire Strikes Back (1980) and completely obnoxious in Return of the Jedi (1983).
But in the original Star Wars he’s super-cool, as cool as Sean Connery’s James Bond and Clint Eastwood’s “Man with No Name” and “Dirty Harry” Callahan. He’s not yet the “Ham Yoyo” Harrison Ford described as “dumb as a stump,” wanted to have killed in Return of the Jedi, and did have killed in The Force Awakens (2015). The original movie’s Han Solo is tough, sarcastic, cynical, selfish, arrogant, and independent—but in a good way, a Humphrey Bogart or Jack Nicholson sort of way. Hard times, not a hard heart, made him a rogue.
Solo is about those hard times: his time as a Corellian street urchin, his time in the Imperial military, and his time with a crew of spacefaring thieves. And because Han Solo is an iconic character originally played by an iconic actor, the casting and acting of him as a 19-to-22-year-old was a catch-22. A Harrison Ford-as-Han Solo impersonation would’ve been as risibly “uncanny valley” as an Elvis impersonation, but the performance wouldn’t be accepted without the basic physiognomy and mannerisms and essence of Harrison Ford’s Han Solo.
(In my humble opinion, the best solution to the young Han Solo predicament would’ve been not a young Harrison Ford but a young Dennis Quaid. The Dennis Quaid in Breaking Away (1979), Dreamscape (1984), Enemy Mine (1985), and Innerspace (1987) is like a less languid and balky Han Solo, and that’s exactly what this movie needed.)
Alden Ehrenreich bears just enough of a physical resemblance to Harrison Ford and displays just enough of the mannerisms to be accepted as a young Han Solo. But the devil-may-care grin, skeptical squint, and “black hat cowboy” stance seem cosmetic rather than authentic, and Ehrenreich failed to capture the essence of the iconic interstellar outlaw. His Solo lacks the toughness and intrinsic masculinity of Ford’s. (Of course, this may have been intentional. Ford’s Han Solo is probably too “toxically masculine” for Disney’s SJW agenda.)
But although Ehrenreich’s Han Solo isn’t a young reincarnation of Harrison Ford’s (as Donald Glover’s Lando Calrissian is of Billy Dee Williams’s), he’s a likeable and solid protagonist. Emilia Clarke is also likeable as Han’s very capable childhood girlfriend, while Paul Bettany is naturalistically chilling and sinister as her boss in the Crimson Dawn crime syndicate. And Woody Harrelson is just fine and Jon Favreau charms as analogs to Michael Rooker’s Yondu and Bradley Cooper’s Rocket Raccoon, respectively, in the “Guardians of the Galaxy” movies.
Hey, those movies obviously borrow from the “Star Wars” movies, so it’s only fair that they borrow back. In fact, Solo is like a “Guardians of the Galaxy” movie sans the saccharine smarminess and silliness. To be sure, it’s a little slow-paced, a little uneven, and a little too restrained; but it has a good, solid emotional core and fulfills its obligations to the “Star Wars” mythology without treating it with sanctimonious reverence. It’s a good movie that could’ve been a very or even really good movie with a young Dennis Quaid as Han Solo, just a little more more humor, and quite a bit more edginess.