Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace The forces of good and evil have a few nasty run-ins, but the primary struggle played out in Star Wars: Episode I — The Phantom… Star Wars: Episode I - The Phantom Menace The forces of good and evil have a few nasty run-ins, but the primary struggle played out in Star Wars: Episode I — The Phantom… 1999-05-19 PG PT134M Action/Adventure Sci-fi and Fantasy Jake Lloyd Ewan McGregor Liam Neeson Natalie Portman Kenny Baker Ahmed Best Brian Blessed Anthony Daniels Samuel L. Jackson Ian McDiarmid Ray Park Terence Stamp Lucasfilm 20th Century Fox Film Corporation
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Star Wars: Episode I -- The Phantom Menace (1999)

MPAA Rating: PG

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Min. Age 10-12 Yrs Old

This film focuses on the slow fall of Democracy and the origin story of Anakin Skywalker. Kids will encounter goofy Jar Jar Binks, scenes of war, and may find the violent death of a Jedi hero at the hand of a Sith devil disturbing. A.W.

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Star Wars: Episode I -- The Phantom Menace

This film focuses on the slow fall of Democracy and the origin story of Anakin Skywalker. Kids will encounter goofy Jar Jar Binks, scenes of war, and may find the violent death of a Jedi hero at the hand of a Sith devil disturbing.

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Details Release Date: May 19, 1999; Rated: PG; Length: 134 Minutes; Genres: Action/Adventure, Sci-fi and Fantasy; With: Jake Lloyd, Ewan McGregor, Liam Neeson and Natalie Portman; Distributor: 20th Century Fox Film Corporation; More

The forces of good and evil have a few nasty run-ins, but the primary struggle played out in Star Wars: Episode I — The Phantom Menace is that of George Lucas nervously fighting to give everyone in the galaxy their money's worth. It's not just the preponderance of digitally realized (yet still rubbery) creatures, which have the disquieting effect of making everything around them seem cutesy and innocuous. It's that Lucas now directs like a man with a short-circuited attention span. Some of The Phantom Menace is fun, but it's also skittery and overstuffed, too intent on keeping the audience wired into a state of sense-crackling excitement. Watching the movie, you feel as if you're simultaneously playing a maniacally rapid-fire videogame, wandering the aisles of a futuristic toy store, and, almost incidentally, sitting through a science-fiction fable about a couple of Jedi Knights who befriend young Anakin Skywalker, the spunky intuitive whiz kid who will eventually grow up to become Darth Vader.

The famous theme music, with its Wagner-gone-Hollywood fanfare, still gives you a tingle, but then the opening crawl announces a murky galactic conspiracy masterminded by the Trade Federation. (The Trade Federation?) This is supposed to be Episode I, but already it feels like episode 71.

Our heroes are the long-haired, strappingly fearless Qui-Gon Jinn (Liam Neeson), who never loses his pensive Jedi gaze, and his apprentice, the affable, mild-mannered young Obi-Wan Kenobi (Ewan McGregor). When Qui-Gon enters a junk shop on the lumpen desert planet of Tatooine, you can bet that the proprietor will be a snaggle-toothed alien warthog who hovers in the air on fluttery wings as he jabbers on like a Middle Eastern rug merchant. There's a gladiatorial jet-car derby, and you'd better believe it's the zappiest high-octane race ever filmed, with vehicles making lightning hairpin turns through caves and canyons as if propelled by electronic slingshot. (How fast are these podracers? Too fast for your eye to take in.) The climactic battle treats us to the special-effects equivalent of a cast of thousands, as an armada of amphibious Gungans face down an equally vast plain of marching skeletal droids.

As if that weren't enough, The Phantom Menace throws in a rabbit-eared mascot named Jar Jar Binks, whose goofy tongue-twisting patois renders him a nuisance within 30 seconds, as well as two treacherous, hooded Siths. Darth Maul, whose face appears to have been modeled on the wallpaper of a nightclub called Disco Inferno, ultimately takes on both Jedi by wielding a nifty double-bladed lightsaber. One only wishes the film had given him some actual ominoso dialogue to go with his space-devil looks.

The Phantom Menace never stops throwing things at you. The cities and space stations have an awesome, plunging vastness, a sense of intricately sinister technology stretching out above and below you. In a strange way, though, Lucas doesn't trust the power of those images; he keeps cutting away from them. Spectacular yet remote, The Phantom Menace fails to recapture the elemental magic of Star Wars, and that, ironically, is because it represents the coarse culmination of the original film's adrenaline aesthetic.

Star Wars was the rare movie that transformed not just movie culture but America itself. A hyper-drive fairy tale set within an Empire, it defined a new global entertain- ment empire, a synergistic fusion of speed, sensation, mysticism, and marketing. From the outset, the film's box office success was integral to its fantasy. To see Star Wars in 1977 was to experience Luke Skywalker embracing the Force and to vicariously share his triumph by embracing the monolithic force of the movie's popularity.

In 1999, we movie-going masses are, more than ever, a monolith composed of fragments, and you can feel that fragmentation reflected in the scattershot, desperate-to-please Phantom Menace. The distractingly slack and confusing plot has Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan fighting to protect the planet Naboo, led by the stoic, Kabuki-outfitted Queen Amidala (Natalie Portman). They spirit her away to Tatooine, where the Jedi meet Anakin, a towheaded slave boy whose racing prowess is the key sign that he may be ''the chosen one.'' (Yes, a Force-feeling Christ.)

To make Anakin a Jedi, Qui-Gon must take the boy from his mother, thereby setting up his ultimate fall (shades, I guess Lucas would have us believe, of the opening of Citizen Kane). For a while, the young actor Jake Lloyd has a spooky aggressive glint. But then Qui-Gon takes him before the Jedi Council, where he's interviewed by Yoda, whose backward Zen syntax is starting to make him sound like a professor of Esperanto. The kid loses all power as a presence, and by the time he's piloting a warship, randomly blowing up enemy troops, Lucas has made him nearly passive — a spectator to his own destiny.

If there's an actor who holds The Phantom Menace together, it's Liam Neeson. Tersely commanding, he gives the film its only hints of emotional dynamism. McGregor has an engaging sweetness, but Obi-Wan, disappointingly, is just an eager servant-sidekick here. The next episode, in which he trains the teenage Anakin, sounds as if it may balance psychology and spectacle with greater resonance than this one. The Phantom Menace needed a more lavish sense of menace, of evil. Then again, that may now be difficult to achieve for a filmmaker who is invested, above all, in preserving his empire. B-

Originally posted May 21, 1999 Published in issue #486 May 21, 1999 Order article reprints