Everyone knows that Han Solo is my favorite Star Wars character, period.
And everyone knows that a close second is Boba Fett. So much so that I’ve always seen him as a hero, not a villain. The guy is just trying to get paid by whoever hires him.
Even though he was paid to capture favorite character number one in The Empire Strikes Back.
Anyways, when Return of the Jedi came out, even I thought that Fett went out stupidly, knocked into the sarlacc by a blind scoundrel a.k.a. favorite character number one.
But I never thought he was dead.
I always believed that his armor would protect him and somehow he’d escape the sarlacc.
And for 37 years I never waivered from that belief, even when so many people would try to convince me otherwise.
Then came The Mandalorian.
The show featured a character dressed like favorite character number two; indeed, he did everything that I always thought that character would be capable of doing, Baby Yoda aside.
This season, however, they took a turn toward rewarding my belief in that character, first by casting the last person to voice him in the revised Special Editions, and who played his Dad in Attack of the Clones, in a cameo in the first episode of the season that featured his iconic armor.
And then they revealed that that was indeed him, first by showing his goddamn awesome spaceship, Slave 1, and then showing him off as a badass warrior without the armor.
And then, he was back in the armor.
And they showed him to be that badass that I always knew him to be, even if just in Expanded Universe stories and my own imagination.
A couple of episodes later, at the end of the season, the biggest surprise of all came, a Christmas present to me as far as I’m concerned.
A separate series on favorite character number two. I’m extremely excited about this. Probably more than I was when the Solo movie was announced, or when The Mandalorian was announced.
Thank you, Jon Favreau.
