[Includes spoilers for the first two episodes]
Obi-Wan Kenobi is a bummer. Don’t get me wrong, I’m enjoying watching it. Is enjoying the right word? It’s difficult to admit enjoyment in the torment and near rock bottom depression of Obi-Wan the person. A man living with that fact that he killed his friend, utterly failed his padawan, and broke his promise to his previous master. Also, he’s in hiding because he’s a Jedi.
Yet somehow, I’m deriving some sort of dopamine from it. Most of that started in episode two. Which I believe they released at the same time. At least, they were both out when I started watching. I’m really glad they were because the first episode was such a downer. If the second episode hadn’t been there right away and headed toward adventure and hi-jinks, I may not have continued watching.
I hung in there though as a young Princess Leia shows up and proceeds to get kidnapped by the rogue bass player of the Red Hot Chili Peppers. That’s when Obi-Wan quit being a bummer an turned into an adventure show.
Well, until Kenobi stumbles across a begger clone trooper. A scene that played our masterfully. Selling the fear that Obi-Wan of be recognized and attacked. With the anger of being betrayed being stayed by pity and empathy. Kenobi drops some form of currency in front of the trooper and walks away.
Okay, Obi-Wan Kenobi is a bummer.
Sweatpants Life 