A little backstory. My cousin' kid ("Boychild," I always called him,) is 8, almost 9. He is adopted, and has always been the center of his parents' universe. Until last year when they adopted a 2 year old with extremely high needs. Since then, Boychild--always the sweetest kid ever--has been totally acting up. Breaking things, acting out, pushing his little brother around and giving his parents all kinds of hell.
Before he saw the movie, he thought Kylo Ren was absolutely the coolest. He LOVED the Sith, the red lightsabers, the SW fight scenes he watched on youtube. He had a Kylo Ren poster above his bed. He had said that if he could use the Force, he would use it to make his Mom do whatever he said, so that he could have all the power he needed.
After the movie, I drove him home and we talked about how he felt about the movie. He told me that he loved it, but Kylo Ren scared him. I asked him why. I mean, all the fights! The power! The lightsaber!
"He just did. He was scary. I can't find the right words."
I explained to him that, as a Mom, Kylo Ren scared me because you could be the best parent in the world to your child, and you could love them as much as anyone ever, but they could still turn to the Dark Side, and that was one of my biggest fears. (Which is true. Second viewing, Kylo Ren felt like every drug-and-crime metaphor from every after school special. The kind of stuff I've seen with older friends' kids and thought, "What went wrong? They were loved.")
Anyway, I drove Boychild home and walked him inside. He ran to his bedroom and ripped down his Kylo Ren poster, actually tore it and took it to the trash. (Me: "OMG NO! I'LL TAKE IT!"
He totally renounced the Dark Side and wanted to get rid of his red lightsaber, and get a green one instead.
Of course, this will only last until the next time he doesn't get what he wants, because, you know, he's 8, and that's how 8 year olds roll. But even so, it really made an impact on him. I think Star Wars is really heavy sometimes, and it's also an awesome way to get kids to talk about things like making good choices or whatever.
I also noticed a lot of things I missed the first time around, which I will get into later, if no one minds.
Oh, crap, and it occurred to me that Adam Driver looks HELLA LIKE ME. I was wondering the whole time what it was about his face that, IDK, gnawed at me or reminded me of something or someone, and duh, he looks like me
, shit! And my little kid could seriously look just like him when he grows up. http://la-belle-laide.tumblr.com/post/136230889639/star-wars-spoilers-and-pics-and-adult-fear
See what I mean? (Which also sent me into a total panic because OMG WHAT IF HE TURNS OUT BAD TOO, yes, it sucks to have anxiety.
Anyway. More later, but I just wanted to share that story about my cousin's kid.