I had a question, I just saw your most recent luminara post and me and my mom just watched landing on point rain and the one after and she didn’t seem to take either one too well she said that both of their views was extreme and luminara let go to quickly. She only watches with me. I want to help her understand more bc I love luminara and I want her too. Can you help??
Oooh boy. This ask have been languishing in my drafts for an embarrassingly long time, and I’m so sorry for it anon. I think I’ve had some troubles articulating my views on this in part because they’ve moved around a bit. But today was apparently the day that I finally found the energy and head space to finish this post up ^^
* * * * *
Ah, the joy and pain of watching a series together with a loved one that doesn’t share in our loves and likes. I don’t know what my chances are of convincing your mom , but I am going to take this chance to talk about Luminara and how much I like her, and why ^^
To start with, Lumi (@gffa) has also written a great meta post on this episode, that I also recommend people check out because it’s, you know, good 😁.
As for the actual subject at hand... Well, personally I would say that Luminara does give up a bit too quickly. She and Anakin gets the padawans’ message, they see the factory go down, and she can sense them fade away... Luminara’s first instinct here isn’t to hold onto the hope of being able to save them, it’s to prepare for the pain.
And this matches up neatly with her reaction in the following episode, after she’s been captured by the zombie bugs.
Luminara isn’t super good at the hoping against all odds part. It’s a weakness of hers, she leans towards cutting the costs early, rather than risking more hoping to prevent the loss. And I think this is a big part of what she likes so much about Anakin and Ahsoka. Which, it’s very clear in this episode that she likes Anakin. Almost all of their interactions are brimming with fondness from her.
Anakin has this fighting spirit in heaps, and he is helping Ahsoka further develop her capacity for the same. (For Anakin it’s unfortunately also connected to his penchant for attachment and near inability to let go. We see this in this very episode as well, when Anakin keeps on getting darker and darker the longer the search for the padawans continue.) Luminara seems to greatly admire this trait in them, this strength of spirit and hope that she does not have.
But she also draws strength from it herself. After Anakin gives his last reassurance that they will rescue the padawans, Luminara also gets up, and she does this small, muted smile at his back.
(Is this knowledge of her micro-expressions a sign that I’ve probably gone over this episode a few times too many, as the prime source of Luminara screen time? Yes, and it’s all worth it! 💚)
Past this moment, Luminara seems to be just as invested and active in the search as Anakin is. (Which to be honest, seems to be mostly supervision and standing guard, as the actual machinery used to clear the path are operated by clone troopers. Anakin manages to squeeze in some worried pacing as well though, in a stellar example of multi-tasking.) She seems to have drawn strength from his example and hope.
Which is also why I think we see her be genuinely annoyed at him for a few seconds towards the end, as the padawans are climbing up and he again accuses her of having given up on them.
After her initial moment of despair, Luminara was also committed to the search, she just didn’t forget about the very real possibility that, despite all their best efforts, saving the padawans might still not be possible. And this is the point that they clash multiple times on, because Anakin, due his own great difficulties with letting go, cannot accept this as having had hope at all, even though it was he himself that restored it to her.
She tried to explain it to him earlier as well, but it just isn’t a point that Anakin is very willing to be receptive to.
It’s also interesting to note how Anakin at first frames Luminara’s initial lack of hope as abandoning, when Luminara’s initial crisis was about the possibility of saving them. “if my padawan has perished” she says. Perished, past tense. For Luminara this is about how there might be nothing she can do, and the struggle to hope despite that. Anakin is instead ascribing himself agency in this situation, with talking about how he “won’t let Ahsoka die”. We see the outline of the idea that death should be within his power to stop if he just tries hard enough. That there might just be nothing he can do, that even the best attempt of the entire world might not change the outcome of this... it is just not something he is willing to accept as even a possibility. Which is probably a contributing factor to how they end up talking past each other to some degree in these conversations.
Now, Luminara isn’t completely devoid of fighting spirit of her own, we certainly see it in her when she’s chasing after Poggle for example. But, she is at her core a pretty melancholy person. Like if Luminara was a character in Inside Out her lead emotion would be sadness. And I love this part of her, I love the vibe it gives to both her calm and her warmth.
LOOK SHE’S JUST SO SAD, AND SO BEAUTIFUL AND SOOO SAAAD AND STILL SO WARM AND LOVING, AND I DON’T GET HOW PEOPLE CAN’T LOVE HER?!?!?
I hope your mom can join you in your love of Luminara, because it’s nice to get to share things and loving things together with people we love, but if she’s impossible to convince, know that there are plenty of us here on the internet internet willing to love Luminara with you! ^^
i think one of the biggest mistakes people make when talking about padme is when they say that it was out of character for her to marry anakin so soon. i think people charactise her as as stoic or austere due to her being a politician, however it is passion which leads her to becoming a senator. it is her desire to help other and improve life for others which leads to her into politics.
i think it makes perfect sense that she would be equally passionate about other things such as romance. it is love which leads her to politics and it is love which leads her to anakin.
i think this is shown when in episode 3 she follows anakin to mustafar, it is both her passion to help others and also her love for anakin that takes her there
Please remember to follow or like if you enjoyed this, updates will be coming very soon!
┌────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┐
└────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┘
A frayed hand of cards were thrown down on the stain ridden table, one player crying out with glee while the other drowned her sorrows in the bitter taste of Elba beer.
"I suppose the next round is on me then, Dune?" The winner of the tipsy women teased, knocking your elbow against the muscled arm opposite you.
"You cheated," Cara Dune deadpanned, "I don't know how but you cheated," The ex-shock trooper had spent many nights playing Sabacc with her crewmates during the rebellion, the game quelling the long nights spent in hiding, and had grown really quite good at it. Yet she somehow managed to lose almost every time to you, the woman she now gambled with, who simply shot her a shit-eating grin.
"Sore loser doesn't look good on you, baby," You scooped your winnings into your leather satchel bag, saving a few credits for your fifth set of drinks, "Same again?"
Cara barely offered you a nod, going back to sipping the last of her beverage and frowning at the dealt cards before her, as though it had been their personal choice to be such a lousy hand in a game of luck.
The quiet cantina on Sorgan was well acquainted with the woman that strolled up the bar, the waiters even more so. The staff there had whispered many times that they were sure you had been the reason their alcohol stocks were depleting at almost twice the rate they had been before you’d arrived on the rural planet.
‘Ash Dothronan’ seemed to appear out of thin air two years ago and hadn't been sober since. Though, in all fairness to you, anyone who had experienced the past thirty-seven rotations that you had would want to inhale their body weight in alcohol too.
You chatted with the barman animatedly, him ofcourse being unable to resist the sultry look you sent his way that seemed to lure him in, talking about the competitive fights that you and your companion, who was sat grizzling over her loss of credits, would no doubt participate in.
You had only just about ordered your drinks, another Elba beer for Cara and a double Corellian Whiskey for yourself when the feeling started. It was as though someone was prodding you in the backbone, though you knew for a fact no one was standing behind you. But it was more than that, it was a feeling that you knew so well, a sixth sense to you at this point.
You hadn't reach for the force for quite some time, but it seemed now that it wanted you to listen.
It begged for your attention, and you couldn’t help but entertain it.
Trying not to show the startled feeling on your face at the sensation close to electricity crackling in your spine, urging you to watch your back, you slowly and subtly turned your head to look at the table Cara had been sat at, only to find your pouting friend missing. Perhaps she had simply gone to the ladies vac tube, your tried to reason with yourself, but you knew there must be a bigger reason the force was prodding at you so viciously for the first time after three years of silence.
Listen. Listen. Turn around. It pulled at your core, damn near knocking the breath out of you at its ferocity. You turned your head some more, eyes scanning the cantina on high alert at whatever it was the force was clearly trying to tell you.
Then you saw it, or rather him.
The unique shine of Beskar glinting in the sunlight that streamed through the cantina's windows. The cutting slopes on the helmet vaguely resembling the Mythosaur skull, the wide cuirass that had not a single scratch to it, the even bigger man that lay underneath it all.
You hadn't seen a Mandalorian since you left your guardian those few years ago, but Maker was this one much bigger and more menacing than Shenzi ever was. And he was here, on Sorgan, possibly the quietest planet in the parsec.
Mandalorian's were notorious for being bounty hunters, amongst many other threatening things, and were well known for having little allegiance to anyone but their own creed. They would work for the Empire or the New Republic if either party paid them enough. You tensed up the moment she saw him, head snapping back to the drinks that were placed in front of you when you saw his helmet momentarily glance over to your face, seemingly having felt your piercing gaze on him.
A bounty hunter in these parts spelt trouble for a woman like you. A Mandalorian with such pristine armour must be well accomplished, and you highly doubted he was here to settle down over card games or krill farming. No, he must be here on business. There must be some unfortunate soul on this planet that he was tracking, possibly even to kill knowing how ruthless Mandalorian's could be, and you wouldn't put it past such a giant of a man either.
You quickly yanked the hood of your dark cloak up over your head, turning fully away from the bounty hunter. You knew he had seen you, and as much as it pained you to admit it, you were afraid. Afraid that this may be the day you had been dreading for almost your entire life, the day they had finally found you and would wreak the vengeance they sought for every single one of your kind. That ‘unfortunate soul’ could very well be you considering your circumstances, and what better man for the job than someone twice your size, and when you were at your most vulnerable too. With the force dying out inside you, you would be left to the skill of your hands alone and while you surpassed most in your fighting skill, he would most surely win if it came down to brute strength. You shuddered; Maker knows how much the price on your would be.
You were certain the Empire would probably pay the Mandalorian, whoever he may be, his own body weight in Beskar for the head of the Jedi who disappeared.