An excellent article about the fandom.
Can we all be honest and admit that these aren't just fans, this is just men. Men angry that their toy has to be shared with women and minorities now.Ostensibly, these fans’ anger stems from disappointment over the direction of the franchise - especially centering on The Last Jedi's mystical and pacificist arc for Luke Skywalker, its depiction of macho heroics as wasteful, and its foregrounding of female characters (elements others, myself included, consider some of its greatest strengths). And look: it’s possible to have issues with The Last Jedi without being an asshole about it. I’ve had conversations with people to that very effect, generally offline. But the debate around the film escalated rapidly upon its release, to the point where it’s almost impossible to talk about it online without conjuring a horde of angry fans screaming that you’re wrong.
How did that escalation happen, then? The answer is threefold.
Firstly: the word “fan” is an abbreviation of “fanatic,” and in that context it’s easy to see how fandoms become toxic. There’s inherent obsession in being a fan that goes beyond merely enjoying big-budget space opera now and again. And while that’s predominantly harmless, the logical endpoint of fanaticism is what we’re seeing with Star Wars: feeling ownership over the material by virtue of one’s engagement with it. "Content should be created specifically to my tastes, god damn it, because I’ve invested more in this franchise than the casuals, and Imatter more than they do."
These fans voices will never be satisfied by any Star Wars movie unless they themselves write it. They’ll always find something to complain about, as adults, they'll never be able to recreate the simple joy they found in Star Wars as a child. They’re grown adults now, with grown adult problems, and when Star Wars inevitably fails to dissolve those problems and recreate their childhood, they attack the movie, rather than undergo any kind of self-reflection. That mindset is present in every fandom, to one degree or another. It even cropped up in Star Wars fandom before, during the prequel era - and incredibly, the same voices that cried “George Lucas raped my childhood” fifteen years ago (and, it's worth noting, bullied Jake Lloyd out of the acting profession) are now calling for Lucas to return to right what they consider to be wrongs. But disappointment doesn’t turn into personal attacks without another key element of which we've seen too much.
That element, of course, is the racism and sexism displayed in the criticism, whether it's open or veiled. People with a tendency towards such prejudices are bound to find changing norms difficult to deal with. For them, their favourite fictional worlds - especially if they started with stories about, say, heroic men rescuing a princess then making out with her as a reward - present a comforting respite from a world where women, people of colour, and LGBT folks matter just as much as straight white men do. Seeing those worlds suddenly mirroring real-life demographics must feel like an invasion, a betrayal. Fans who, as young straight white boys, were once at the centre of the entertainment universe, are now as adults forced to share their toys with others. They aren’t having any of it - which, conveniently, fits perfectly with fans’ frequent disdain for newcomers to their fandom.
An entitled mindset and a resentment of outsiders only becomes this oppressive, though, through organisation. Social media and message boards have enabled a radicalisation of fandom, creating an us-vs-them view that isn’t conducive to discussion or growth. Loud voices - like the many YouTubers turning hatred of Lucasfilm into a cottage industry, or the ongoing social media meltdown of fan podcast Rebel Force Radio - have created an artificial crusade, in the name of “real” fans, against their supposed maltreatment. They either openly stoke the flames of prejudice or allow them to spread because it increases their follower count. And when called on their abusive bullshit, they retreat behind a facade of constructive criticism. “Oh, we aren’t allowed to dislike a movie now?” they ask, as they bully actors off the internet.
If this pattern sounds familiar, it’s because it’s exactly the same pattern that GamerGate followed a couple years ago (with elements of the anti-critic campaign in the wake of Batman V Superman), and which Trumpism followed in the political world. People get annoyed that their favourite thing is changing; they’re especially annoyed that it’s changing to accommodate new demographics; they organise abuse against vulnerable targets online; they put up a thin veneer of respectability when called out. It’s gross, unpleasant, and at this juncture, fucking tiresome. Working on a franchise that has a fandom now seems to carry the requirement of having the patience and forgiveness of a saint. That shouldn't have to be part of the job description.
Six months on from The Last Jedi, we’re at a pretty low point for Star Wars fandom. Despite the strong box office and reviews, that movie has become a lightning rod for internet assholes. The box office failure of Solo (coincidentally, the first Disney Star Wars with a male lead, and the one most painstakingly geared towards servicing existing fans) has only emboldened them further, putting Kathleen Kennedy at the centre of conspiracy theories and doubling down on their hatred. These people claim to love Star Wars, but what they really love is the romance of a childhood they can never recapture. And though they might claim to hate Kathleen Kennedy, The Last Jedi, or Rose Tico, what they really hate is themselves.
Ironically, these fans could stand to learn a few things from the movie they hate so much.