Qui-Gon to the dogs.
In the first three Star Wars movies, the Jedi and Sith are dwindling embers.
The film’s opening act is basically a 30-minute-long rockstar kneeslide.
The lightsaber fights are often called its redeeming feature.
Indeed, I think it’s a superior realisation of certain of the film’s supporting principles.
Jedi Power Battles isn’t a triumph, by any stretch.
He fights one-handed, slicing horizontally and vertically with contemptuous flicks of the wrist.
The other two characters are relative nobodies, but they still feel like distinct individuals.
