A JEDI PRINCE.
A DEVASTATING BETRAYAL.
AND THE DESTRUCTION OF THE LOST CITY?
(My favorite part about the teaser is the extraneous question mark at the end.)
(Also, confession time: 12-year-old Nanci thought that Ken the Jedi Prince was a total hottie on that cover. It’s Drew Struzan’s fault, okay?! Don’t judge me!)
A DANGEROUS EXPERIMENT.
A SHOCKING MARRIAGE.
AND THE REAPPEARANCE OF AN OLD ENEMY.
Leia as Queen of the Empire? Yeah, I’m sure this will go really well.
A DYING PLANET.
A DESPERATE MISSION.
AND A PROPHECY OF DOOM FOR THE REBEL ALLIANCE.
Another prophecy? Oh no! (But I still can’t get over Mount Frickin’ Yoda.)
HAN SOLO IS THINKING OF GETTING MARRIED.
TRIOCULUS HAS FOUND HIS QUEEN.
BUT THE FATHER OF JABBA THE HUTT IS ABOUT TO SHATTER THEIR PLANS.
No, not Jabba’s father! Ahhhhhhhhh!
TRIOCULUS HAS ASSUMED POWER.
THE EMPIRE HAS BEEN REBORN.
AND A YOUNG JEDI IS ABOUT TO BE DISCOVERED.
Enter, our Jedi Prince!
Wouldn’t Palpatine be proud of his grandson?
Not exactly the Prince I expected, but okay then. On with the show!
THE DEATH STAR HAS BEEN DESTROYED.
THE EMPIRE IS IN RUINS.
BUT THE DARK SIDE LIVES ON.
Well, okay, then. Let’s get this party started!
I have many guilty pleasures.
I’m not ashamed to admit it. I love horrible entertainment in general. Lately I’ve been binging on the show “Say Yes to the Dress” on Netflix. Yes, the show where brides pick out way-too-expensive wedding dresses over and over. I have no explanation other than I think wedding dresses are pretty, I like window shopping, and I like shows that don’t make me think too hard.
So it should come as no surprise that I have many guilty pleasures in my fandom of choice, Star Wars. After all, I’ve been reading the Expanded Universe for over 20 years now. I love Union, the comic in which Luke and Mara get married, because of its cheese factor. I don’t care what anyone says.
But that’s not even close to being the worst thing in Star Wars that I love.