The thing I find most annoying about the Star Wars films is the huge number of people who desperately want to take them seriously.
Remember the line in Empire Strikes Back after the Millennium Falcon buzzes the Star Destroyer and then apparently disappears into hyperspace? The guys on the bridge can’t find it, so they decide it must have jumped to lightspeed at the last minute (except it’s really latched on the side of the tower)? Remember what that one officer says? “They could be halfway across the galaxy by now.”
Let me repeat that for you.
“They could be halfway across the galaxy by now.” This, within a few seconds of having jumped to lightspeed.
A few seconds at light speed doesn’t even come close to getting you halfway from the Earth to the Sun.
When you’ve got stuff like this in the movies, you’re a fool if you try to take them seriously as science fiction. They’re not. They’re fantasy, with a few sci-fi trappings. It’s a modern-day Buck Rogers. Remember in the old serials how Buck would open the window on his spaceship? Same thing.
The movies are hugely entertaining escapist swashbuckling fare — well, the first three are, anyway — but great science fiction they ain’t.
To give you a silly example about rationalizing the films’ flaws:
I can explain this! Notice, first, how every stormtrooper is instantly killed by a blaster shot. Notice also in ROTJ that Leia gets hit by a blaster, but falls down wounded, not dead.
My theory: The armor is designed to kill its wearer. When hit by a blaster shot, the metal armor melts and explodes inward, turning a potential wounding blow into a torso-shredding maelstrom of superheated fragments. That’s how you get the squads to operate so efficiently; they don’t bother going back for wounded comrades, because there’s no chance they’ll live.
Oh, and for extra motivation, the armor is designed to attract blaster fire, like iron filings to a magnet. The idea is to convince the stormtroopers to charge en masse. The faster they get to the target and overwhelm it, the higher the chances the majority of the platoon will survive. Or something.
And look at Ben Kenobi roll his eyes after Solo says “less than twelve parsecs.” Lucas meant it that way. Yeah. Really. Don’t look at me like that.