I watched A New Hope last night, mostly because I wanted to remember what it was that made me fall in love with the Star Wars Universe. I wanted to know if I was crazy for feeling like The Last Jedi just really didn’t belong. The original film starts out pretty slow, but it takes nothing for granted. The story is well-structured and detail-oriented, even if the acting is (as usual) sub-par. But you don’t fall for the main trio because of their acting, you fall for them because they are likable, relatable, and quirky. Luke, Han, and Leia are the center around which the rest of the universe revolves. In some ways, that’s how I almost felt about Rey and Finn in The Force Awakens. Story aside, they were likable to watch. In short, it’s a ragtag team with different goals and backgrounds forced to work together to save themselves and, in the end, the universe. That’s what makes Han’s just-in-time return at the end of A New Hope so inspiring. Because you knew (hoped!) he had it in