Star Wars: Attack of the Clones is underrated and finally essential

The once-canonical death of fugitive hunter Boba Fett might have been reversed by The Mandalorian and elaborated on by the present spinoff series The Book of Boba Fett, however his revival has absolutely nothing on initial Star Wars death-defier, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Kenobi, desert hermit and last-minute coach to Luke Skywalker, died three-quarters through the extremely first Star Wars film, and continued to appear in 5 more anyhow: as a force-ghost in The Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi, played by Alec Guinness through gritted teeth, and after that as a significant character in the prequel trilogy, played by Ewan McGregor.

And still Star Wars isn’t done with Obi-Wan. His next return is most likely among the most expected tv occasions of 2022, as McGregor will repeat the function in a restricted series for Disney Plus. He will be signed up with, in some as-yet-unknown capability, by his prequel co-star Hayden Christiansen as Anakin Skywalker–the guy inside the Darth Vader device. Like The Book of Boba Fett, the upcoming Kenobi series is noteworthy in part since while it restores cherished characters from the initial Star Wars trilogy, it does so making use of casting from the prequel trilogy. Keep in mind, since Boba Fett was exposed to be a clone of his daddy Jango in Episode II: Attack of the Clones, he is played by Clones star Temuera Morrison in the brand-new program.

As it takes place, Attack of the Clones turns 20 this Might, and the Obi-Wan series might well have its best timed to correspond with that turning point. (No authorities release date has actually been revealed at the time of publication.) Even if that specific anniversary goes uncelebrated beyond a brief tweet from the main Star Wars account, the extremely presence of Kenobi represents a remarkable double-back for the prequels, which might have been the very first significant film series to experience the newly found lightspeed of web reaction. All 3 films were big hits when they debuted in 1999, 2002, and 2005, and all 3 saw their track records take a hit in subsequent years.

Now, however, lots of prequel examples are welcomed with open arms by fans — even if Disney often acts as if anything that doesn’t relate straight to either the initial trilogy or The Mandalorian (including their own follow up trilogy) is radioactive. Provided this now years-long Mandalorian-centric project and the prequels’ basic credibility amongst embittered Gen-X fans, some may be transferred to question why, precisely, the prequels appear to take pleasure in a lot continuous fond memories.

There are lots of descriptions feeding into each other: Many plainly, a more youthful audience that matured with the prequels and concerns them as basically equivalent to the originals, comparable to how some original-release dissatisfaction in Return of the Jedi softened with time. There’s likewise a specific sector of fans that values films so plainly keyed into George Lucas’ individual perceptiveness, particularly now, throughout a duration of significantly impersonal and unimaginative hit filmmaking. Some fans likewise feel that the animated television program The Clone Wars, which ran in spurts from 2008 to 2020, “redeemed” prequel-era storytelling and characters. Lastly, there are some reactionaries who have actually pertained to value the prequels by means of the Dark Side, carrying their rage and disappointment over the Disney follows up into approval of Lucas’ less-beloved work.

But I think there is another, simpler reason people are excited to see their old prequel buddies again 20 years later: Attack of the Clones absolutely rules.

Anakin and Obi-Wan draped in shadows in Star Wars: Attack of the Clone

Image: Lucasfilm Ltd.

To be clear, I think this about all three Star Wars prequels. (I also love The Last Jedi. I contain multitudes — as do plenty of less vocal Star Wars fans.) But even some prequel defenders will quietly dismiss Attack of the Clones. The Phantom Menace has been praised, in retrospect, for representing Lucas’ pure, unfettered vision for what a then-new Star Wars movie would look and feel like, while Revenge of the Sith appreciators will rightfully describe its operatic grandeur. Meanwhile, Attack of the Clones is now widely regarded as the worst of the three, an attempted course-correction from Phantom Menace that wasn’t quite correct, neither pure Lucas nor successful fan service.

And yet I’m not sure we’d be getting an Obi-Wan TV series starring Ewan McGregor without Attack of the Clones. (Or rather, we might be, because every single previously filmed piece of genre entertainment is now fair game for nostalgia trawling, but it might not be so hotly anticipated.) The character is a supporting player in The Phantom Menace, and Revenge of the Sith calls upon McGregor’s formidable dramatic skills to sell the sense of tragedy and betrayal between Obi-Wan and his odd son/brother figure Anakin. But Attack of the Clones is where McGregor seems to be having the most fun, rolling with the punches as Lucas keeps throwing new planets, creatures, and images in his path.

Kenobi’s adventures in Clones are largely solo, a bit of screenwriting engineering to give Anakin (Christiansen) and Padmé (Natalie Portman) time to fall in love and exchange feelings about sand. Kenobi’s galaxy-hopping subplot also seems designed to show off the infinite possibilities of Star Wars. Investigating a bounty hunter’s toxic dart, Kenobi plays detective, which means visiting an intergalactic greasy spoon to chat with oversized alien Dexter Jettster, poking around the Jedi archives looking for a missing planet, bluffing his way through conversations with the mysterious cloners of Kamino, tussling with Jango Fett, and, after reuniting with Anakin and Padmé, fighting Harryhausen-style monsters in arena combat.

While Obi-Wan does all of this legwork, Lucas occasionally cuts back to Yoda and Mace Windu pontificating about whether to disclose the Jedi Order’s diminishing power. For all the complaints about the drudgery of the prequel trilogy’s plotting, Clones offers a concise depiction of a civilization in unwitting decline, as Kenobi’s vague peacekeeping mandate involves him getting knocked around and manipulated by any number of cogs in the machinations of Darth Sidious, while his supposed allies do little but offer a show of military might at the very end (which, as we know, will only accelerate their doom). One reason that Kenobi never gets anywhere sussing out the true motivations or plans of Jango Fett, Count Dooku, or the Geonosian engineers is because despite their involvement in a vast and dastardly plan, they’re also mostly out for their own interests: “I’m just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe,” as Temeura Morriosn’s Jango says, by way of explaining how his DNA has contributed to a clone army that will facilitate a fascist takeover.

Despite depicting the galaxy’s march toward dictatorship, Attack of the Clones is also a blast, much like the way that pulpy noir can be fun on its way to a doomy ending. Bits of the movie even look noirish: the neon and shadows of Coruscant at night, or the rough and rainy fight Kenobi has with Fett (which contrasts beautifully with the antiseptic whiteness of the cloning facility where they meet). And anyone who enjoyed the scrap between Boba Fett and a multi-armed monster on the first episode of Book ought to take another look at the arena-monster scene in Clones that gives the Jedi (and Padme) more to do than just twirl laser-swords and fire blasters. The Attack of the Clones set pieces, so numerous and varied, make the usual space battles and trooper shoot-outs of other Star Wars pictures look rote by comparison. (Has Din Djarin ever jumped out of a building to grab onto a courier droid zooming through speeder traffic?)

Much of Clones looks cartoonier than either the original or sequel trilogy, but whatever it lacks in tactility, it compensates with a sense of genuine discovery that Star Wars only occasionally hit upon in live-action TV form. Even when the film revisits familiar territory, Lucas has a knack for mixing up his own creations: The Outlander Club on Coruscant, visited by Anakin and Obi-Wan early in the film, is basically the only Star Wars watering hole that doesn’t resemble a knockoff of the beloved Mos Eisley Cantina (with the possible exception of the casino in Canto Bight, which has a far less moody, visually striking lighting scheme). The desert planet of Geonosis focuses on craggy rocks and a rusty-looking droid factory, rather than recreating Tatooine vibes.

All together, it’s a spectacular work of imagination, and one that McGregor holds together with a charm that’s equal parts laddish and daddish. The way he softly, even smugly chuckles when Anakin mentions rescuing him from a nest of gundarks; the way he reigns in Anakin’s emo-compulsive oversharing while still offering tacit encouragement (“she was happy to see us”); the way he casually drops a Jedi mind trick to dismiss a death-sticks dealer or quietly bristles at the officious librarian at the Jedi Archives … piece by piece, McGregor creates a “new” Obi-Wan, his remnants of Alec Guinness impersonation serving as grace notes on a character he has made his own. It all adds up to a portrait of the Jedi life as both swashbuckling and laborious, a neat trick that keeps Obi-Wan’s adventures fun without turning him into a smirking action hero. Attack of the Clones may be the most detailed portrayal so far of what being a Jedi Knight actually entails. And who among us hasn’t done their best in a work situation that was ultimately unrewarding?

Of course, Obi-Wan isn’t in every scene of Attack of the Clones. The romance between Anakin and Padmé would surely be better-served by a writer-director who had any kind of patience for writing dialogue or directing actors, but with that considerable handicap, the corniness is appealing in the manner of the old-timey melodrama Lucas was supposedly going for. At the very least, these scenes carry on the spirit of old Hollywood productions that would include a separate “gowns by” credit. (Padmé goes through around 10 outfit changes, another sign of the Lucas team’s casual inventiveness.) The romance plot is just one more element of the movie’s power-clashing, which finds a place for adventure, mystery, romance, slapstick, and grief. Star Wars can obviously accommodate a variety of tones, and it doesn’t need to try all of them at once in order to succeed.

But for all of its Yoda-with-a-lightsaber fan service, Attack of the Clones feels less slavishly indebted to the series’ past than certain other entries, and more open to the myriad possibilities of this weird universe. It’s this spirit that the new crop of Star Wars TV shows would do well to remember. So far, The Mandalorian and The Book of Boba Fett have actually collectively spent an awful lot of time on Tatooine, a location that the Obi-Wan show will presumably use as well, given that it’s where the character supposedly spent almost all of his time in between Revenge of the Sith and A New Hope. A more intimate Star Wars isn’t a bad thing, and these TV shows have often been fun. However I can’t rather buy the notion that they revive the spirit of Lucas’s original creation. These shows don’t exist since Lucas kept rehashing A New Hope and Empire. They exist because he treated his prequels like a whole brand-new sandbox.

Jobber Wiki author Frank Long contributed to this report.