I'm a slave to the Power of Death.

me: 

So everyone was raving about how Luke was only in TFA for like 20 seconds and said nothing but can we actually talk about this.

He is missing, no one knows where he is, only Han sort of knows why, but there are no details. I was almost as desperate as Leia was to find him. Because he’s our Luke Skywalker, the original hero, and he’s not just our hero, but theirs. Rey literally thought he was a myth, no one knows anything about him, apart from us. I don’t know about you but I felt strangely close to him because of this.

And then everything goes up in flames and I am sat there in the cinema like “Luke please just come and save us.” I felt almost angry, but then R2 wakes up and they have the map and Rey goes to him, and then I understood.

The look on his face. I had prayed he would come and save everyone, but look at his face because he couldn’t. Luke Skywalker, who always has to save everybody. Who faced Darth Vader and the Empire to save a girl he’d seen in a hologram he didn’t even know. Who fearlessly saw the best in Vader when no one else would.

He looks so utterly defeated, like life has beaten him down and he’s been unable to do anything about it. That pure grief on his face as he looks at Rey holding his father’s lightsaber, his first lightsaber, made me feel so incredibly guilty. Because heroes hurt too. Like Han said, “Luke blamed himself.” ‘And whilst heroes are busy saving everyone, who saves them?

Mark Hamill’s acting in this scene moved me to tears. It is some of the best I have ever seen.