A lot of these Star Wars stories, especially the newer ones, focus far too much on the actions of a few “destiny” babies whose achievements you basically never doubt because of the golden carpet rolled out for them wherever they go. They’re stories designed around hero roles to appeal to the narcissist in all of us, classic Disney princess style.

Rogue One and Andor made me believe in people again. The actions of a few counted, sure, but it was the actions of the many that drove the story forward and was by far the most inspiring thing to come out of the entire series.