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Rey continues her epic journey with Finn, Poe, and Luke Skywalker in this thrilling novelization of Star Wars: The Last Jedi written by New York Times bestselling author Jason Fry.
About the Author
Jason Fry is the author of the forthcoming novelization of Star Wars: The Last Jedi and has written or co-written more than forty novels, short stories, and other works set in the galaxy far, far away. His other books include the Servants of the Empire quartet and the young-adult space-fantasy series The Jupiter Pirates. He lives in Brooklyn with his wife, son, and about a metric ton of Star Wars stuff.
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Luke Skywalker stood in the cooling sands of Tatooine, his wife by his side.
The strip of sky at the horizon was still painted with the last orange of sunset, but the first stars had emerged. Luke peered at them, searching for something he knew was already gone.
“What did you think you saw?” Camie asked.
He could hear the affection in her voice—but if he listened harder, he could hear the weariness as well.
“Star Destroyer,” he said. “At least I thought so.”
“Then I believe you,” she said, one hand on his shoulder. “You could always recognize one—even at high noon.”
Luke smiled, thinking back to the long-ago day at Tosche Station when he’d burst in to tell his friends about the two ships sitting in orbit right above their heads. Camie hadn’t believed him—she’d peered through his old macrobinoculars before dismissively tossing them back to him and seeking refuge from the relentless twin suns. Fixer hadn’t believed him, either. Nor had Biggs.
But he’d been right.
His smile faded at the thought of Biggs Darklighter, who’d left Tatooine and died somewhere unimaginably far away. Biggs, who’d been his first friend. His only friend, he supposed.
His mind retreated from the thought, as quickly as if his bare hand had strayed to a vaporator casing at midday.
“I wonder what the Empire wanted out here,” he said, searching the sky again. Resupplying the garrison at Mos Eisley hardly required a warship the size of a Star Destroyer. These days, with the galaxy at peace, it hardly required a warship at all.
“Whatever it is, it’s got nothing to do with us,” Camie said. “That’s right, isn’t it?”
“Of course it is,” Luke said, his eyes reflexively scanning the lights that marked the homestead’s perimeter. Such caution wasn’t necessary— no Tusken Raider had been seen this side of Anchorhead in two decades—but old habits died hard.
The Tuskens are gone—nothing left of them but bones in the sand.
For some reason that made him sad.
“We’ve hit our Imperial quota for five years running,” Camie said. “And we’ve paid our water tax to Jabba. We don’t owe anybody anything. We haven’t done anything.”
“We haven’t done anything,” Luke agreed, though he knew that was no guarantee of safety. Plenty of things happened to people who hadn’t done anything—things that were never discussed again, or at least not by anyone with any sense.
His mind went back to the long-ago days he kept telling himself not to think about. The droids, and the message—a holographic fragment in which a regal young woman pleaded for Obi-Wan Kenobi to help her.
Let the past go. That’s what Camie always told him. But staring into the darkness, Luke found that once again, he couldn’t take her advice.
The astromech droid had fled into the night while Luke was at dinner with his aunt and uncle. Fearing Uncle Owen’s fury, Luke had taken a risk, slipping away from the farm despite the threat of Tuskens. But no Sand People had been on the prowl that night. Luke had found the runaway astromech and brought it back to the farm, pushing the landspeeder the last twenty meters to avoid waking Owen and Beru.
Luke smiled ruefully, thinking—as he so often did—about everything that could have gone wrong. He could easily have died, becoming one more foolhardy moisture farmer claimed by the Tatooine night and what lurked in it.
But he’d been lucky
Luke assumed he’d never learn the mysterious young woman’s identity. But he’d been wrong. It had been blasted out over the HoloNet for weeks, ending with a final report that before her execution, Princess Leia Organa had apologized for her treasonous past and called for galactic unity.
Curiously, the Empire had never shared footage of those remarks, leaving Luke to remember his brief glimpse of the princess—and to wonder what desperate mission had caused her to seek out an old hermit on Tatooine.
Whatever it was, it had failed. Alderaan was a debris field now, along with Mon Cala and Chandrila—all destroyed by the battle station that had burned out the infections of Separatism and rebellion, leaving the galaxy at peace.
Or at least free of conflict. That was the same thing, or near enough.
He realized Camie was saying his name, and not for the first time.
“I hate it when you look like that,” she said.
“Look like what?”
“You know what I mean. Like you think something went wrong. Like you got cheated, and this is all a big mistake. Like you should have followed Tank and Biggs, and gone to the Academy like you wanted to. Like you were meant to be far away from here.”
“Far away from me,” she said in a smaller voice, turning away with her arms across her chest.
“You know I don’t feel that way,” he said, placing his hands on his wife’s shoulders and trying to ignore the way she stiffened at his touch. “We’ve made a good life, and this is where I was meant to be. Now come on—let’s go inside. It’s getting cold.”
Camie said nothing, but she let Luke lead her back toward the dome that marked the entrance to the homestead. Standing on the threshold, Luke lingered for a last look up into the night. But the Star Destroyer—if that was indeed what it had been—hadn’t returned.
Luke woke with a start, instinctively scooting up to a seated position. His mechanical hand whirred in protest, echoing the thrum of the insects that lived in the hardy grasses of Ahch-To.
He tried to shake away the dream as he dressed, donning his woolens and waterproof jacket. He opened the metal door of his hut, then shut it quietly behind him. It was nearly dawn, with the pale coming day a glimmer like a pearl on the horizon, above the black void of the sea.
The oceans of Ahch-To still astonished him—an infinity of water that could transform from blank and placid to roiling chaos. All that water still seemed impossible—at least in that way, he supposed, he was still a child of the Tatooine deserts.
Farther down the slopes, he knew, the Caretakers would soon rise to begin another day, as they had for eons. They had work to do, and so did he—they because of their ancient bargain, and he because of his own choice.
He’d spent his youth resenting chores on Tatooine; now they gave structure to his days on Ahch-To. There was milk to harvest, fish to catch, and a loose stone step to be put right.
But not quite yet.
Luke walked slowly up the steps until he reached the meadow overlooking the sea. He shivered—the summer was almost gone, and the dream still had him in its grip.
That was no ordinary dream, and you know it.
Luke raised the hood of his jacket with his mechanical hand, stroking his beard with the flesh-and-blood one. He wanted to argue with himself, but he knew better. The Force was at work here—it had cloaked itself in a dream, to slip through the defenses he’d thrown up against it.
But was the dream a promise? A warning? Or both?
Things are about to change. Something’s coming.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
One of the best novelizations, especially for Star Wars. In depth look into The Last Jedi made this a worthwhile read, but also the way it was written was just as or even more so enjoyable as the film. Amazing job to both writers of The Last Jedi, and everyone involved to make this story come alive on the screen and on the page.
This book was a very enjoyable read, and followed the movie closely. It's always fun to get inside the characters heads to know what they are thinking. Brings a whole new dimension to the story.
Ready to rewatch the movie with a much better perspective.
Expanded on the movie nicely done sir
I loved "The Last Jedi" movie and I had been waiting for its novelization patiently. Well, it was worth it! The book by Jason Fry is a really good read. We get more insight into characters' motivations and there are plenty of new scenes added to the book that we couldn't see in the film. An ideal 'supplement' for those who watched the film, but wanted to know more or have some scenes and threads elaborated on. For me personally it's been one of the best "SW" movie novelizations so far :)
A great read!
A few great additions from the movie,
Loved the book.
A excellent telling of "The Last Jedi" that made this padiwan want to watch the movie again. One of my favorite scenes between Leia and Chewbacca isn't in the movie.
A New Layer to The Last Jedi When authors set out to write novelizations of film, they're often in a tight spot. They must capture the story shown on screen, while infusing it with their own ideas and content. They must translate the visual language of film into the written word, all while being careful to honor the meaning and ideas of the original material. When, as is the case for Jason Fry, you're also given license to build on the narrative presented in the film, the challenge becomes even more complicated. Although I had seen other positive reviews of the novelization, I was hesitant to read this one. I feel like Fry ultimately succeeded in his task. The novel retains the feel of the film, and the new scenes work well. These additions often also help provide more context to scenes in the film, and highlight how the characters have changed over the course of the franchise. While none of these are so groundbreaking that those who don't read the book will be lost in the next film, they do help draw out motivations and relationships more clearly. This is particularly evident around the characters of Hux, Snoke, and Luke. Unfortunately, this also leads Fry into something of a trap. By adding more depth and richness to these characters, some other characters feel underdeveloped by comparison. Whether this is a decision by Fry or a reflection of Lucasfilm priorities, the effect is the same - Finn, Phasma, and Holdo all feel a little one dimensional in contrast to their costars. I found myself torn with the portrayal of Rose. The greater attention to her feelings about losing her sister and her gradual understanding of Finn as someone who is learning to care about the larger universe are well developed, but make her feel like a less hopeful character than seen on screen. It also ends up casting Rose more in terms of her contrast with other characters rather than her relationship with them. I ultimately enjoyed it, but I feel like there's another layer to be told still. My favorite part of this book was the way Fry crafts references and parallels to other Star Wars properties, both written and filmed. Whether through overt references or well crafted parallels, they help ground the book in the Star Wars universe in ways the film's focus on individual characters sometimes obscured. This is an example of what a good film novelization can look like, and I look forward to investigating Fry's other writings!
3.5 stars * I'm really glad we got this novelization because I feel like it helped explain/answer some questions that we didn't really get answered in the movie. Jason does an excellent job with his analysis of the characters, and what is going through their heads, what their motivations are, etc. I wish we could have been given a little more, but he had to work with what Rian Johnson allowed him to use. I don't want to spoil anything but there is one scene that really changes some things about Luke that we missed out on in the movie. I'm going to assume this will be a deleted scene. My biggest issue with this book was the amount of glaring editing mistakes. No book is ever edited perfectly, but since this is coming from a major publishing company, is part of a world that has millions of fans, and will probably be on a bestseller list, we as readers have expectations of the quality of the book. That being said, I was surprised and disappointed by the editing issues. For example, there is a paragraph that is repeated twice, first on one page and then again on the page right after. Another example is when Finn tells Rose "May the Force be with you", it is written as "May for Force be with you". If you want to buy this book, please keep in mind these mistakes. It is a lot of money to pay for errors. I hope that they will fix these issues by the time the mass market comes out.
Not too much that adds to the movie. Nothing bad about the book, just a bit of a letdown.
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