It's because George Lucas is a sophomoric fraud who doesn't have the depth to understand what he's pretending to illustrate about human nature. My guess is that he originally wrote the story from a mentality of what seemed cool in futuristic sci fi and not from any philosophical tendencies. Then the movies took over pop culture for a few decades, and then somebody from the Joseph Campbell Foundation thought they'd grab that coattail and fawn about how Hero of a Thousand Faces inspired George Doofus. Then I have the misfortune of watching an interview with him basically saying, "Yeah, I meant to do that. That's the ticket. I'm totally, like, deep and philosophical and insightful and stuff."
He's lucky he thought up Princess Leia, if in fact he was the one who did. In the context of the whole story told in the first film, it looks like a teenage boy's idea of a great dramatic story, but then maybe his mom made her up and told him if he put her in the story, he'd get all kinds of chicks. Given all I've seen of George Lucas, I'd say this is quite plausible.
Actually, the recent death of Carrie Fisher had shed some light on that if I recall correctly. I read somewhere that she really added quite a bit to the character to keep her from falling flat. I think it had to do with finding her script where she actually changed the dialogue.
I know there's a lot of love and hate for Lucas. Yes, he's far from perfect, but I think what he did was groundbreaking. Sci Fi was much more cheesy before that. It was the '70's after all.
Personally, I'll never forget being 6 years old, feet hanging off the ground, when the lights went dark and the blockade runner screamed by, being chased by a star destroyer, rumbling my seat, blasters firing. I was hooked. Everything after that was Star Wars. Drapes, bed sheets, toys, etc. It ignited in me a sense of science and the potential it could achieve. It opened my eyes to all kinds of science fiction, both good and awful. [emoji2] Of course the nostalgia is all a part of it for me. If I were to meet Lucas, I wouldn't call him sophomoric, I would thank him for that.
I didn't know there was a lot of love for hating George Lucas. I don't follow entertainment news or message boards. I don't pay attention to most of what I see in media about him. My hate for him is entirely my own. From where I'm sitting, it appears that George Lucas is loved without question. He was groundbreaking in presenting cool stuff in an action film, but in no other way. Something being wildly popular doesn't make it great in any way except popularity. What might be great about it beyond the coolness factor is lost on George Lucas. When he started claiming that connection to Joseph Campbell, someone whose work Lucas has either never read (he says he did) or didn't grasp beyond assuming the tired story was the meaningful part, was when I started to enjoy hating the fraudulent ass hat.
When I was 9 or 10, I saw the first preview for Star Wars and my jaw hit the ground. My weird religious parents wouldn't let us go to movies, but there was no way I was going to miss that movie. That trailer was the most exciting thing I'd seen on TV since Star Trek, which I missed because it was no longer being aired. Soon after, I was invited to a kids' birthday party that was to take place at the movie theater. We were supposed to watch some dumb kids' movie, but me and a couple of the boys in the group begged birthday girl's mom to let us watch Star Wars in the next theater, and she said yes.
So me and a few boys watched Star Wars and my face was like this the whole time:
There's a great deal I love about Star Wars. I love that it has spread so deeply throughout our pop culture. Yesterday I posted a picture on facebook of a little girl in a purple "Darth Fairy" costume her mother made for her. A purple Darth Vader helmet and a fairy wand with a sparkly little death star on the end of it.
I have no issues with Star Wars or George Lucas until someone, particularly George Lucas, tries to pass off Star Wars as great for any reason other than flash and exciting explosions and of course that favorite fairy tale of all humanity, "we're the good guys and they are the bad guys and look how badass we are when we fight them." It's nothing more than that. There's nothing new or useful to learn from Star Wars.
Also, my hatred for George Lucas isn't really hatred. I mean what I'm saying about him, but the extra oomph of hatred is for my own entertainment. He's probably a nice guy with all kinds of wonderful qualities. I'm just not going to let him lie and pretend his creation is more meaningful than roller coaster rides or playing with matches.
Again, it's awesome entertainment, but it doesn't say anything new or interesting. Light sabers and Jedi knights are cool, but there's nothing more intriguing or intelligent than that. They parrot words that sound like deep enlightenment but the story and the actions of these so called enlightened people only reflect more sophomoric fantasy, which is awesome to watch but no more meaningful than any other us vs. them story. Same old story. All you have to do is tell the audience who's wearing the white hats and they won't question that, either. Not that they have to. It's entertainment after all. Just don't pretend there's anything beyond the same tired crap in Star Wars. It's delicious, not nutritious.
Maybe later movies show more maturity and relevance. I don't know because I stopped caring about new Star Wars releases a long time ago. I like that the latest one remembers females exist, at least.