It’s not easy for me to write this review. During the week that I listened to the audiobook of Convergence, I heard the news of the cancelation of The Acolyte. And then I looked at various forums online in the days that followed as many extremely vocal people (with, apparently, significant spare time) who celebrated the cancelation with the most spiteful, hateful, unintelligent comments I’ve yet read about Star Wars, or any other story. Many of these commenters openly admitted not having watched the series, and a lot of the comments brought further confusion to what exactly the word “woke” means in any given context. It seems to now mean basically “bad,” though with an unreflective and intentionally hurtful connotation. I’m weary of it—the word, the obsessions with bringing uninformed commentary to discussions that ought to focus on a story, and, most of all, the sense that Star Wars will never grow up and push beyond its simplistic limitations. The Acolyte brought so much depth to SW, a meditation on aspects of the story that have not yet been explored—different responses to trauma, the ongoing effects of unconfessed sin, the question of who wields the authority to determine the categories of the galaxy and its denizens, the shifting definitions of those categories, the desire to be creative (and procreative) amidst many challenges in society, the complexities of doing good to those around you when you’re placed in a situation you don’t fully understand, the meanings of peace and justice . . . The list goes on and on. A Star Wars series brought up all of those themes and let them play out through shifting perspectives that change with each viewing, all set against a beautiful musical score by Michael Abels that brings every era of Star Wars music together in an engaging way.
That’s the series that has been canceled.
Some fans call for it to be entirely removed from the canon of SW—for reasons that include “the series makes the Jedi look like the villains.” We’re talking about a story that began with a couple of elderly Jedi trying to convince a teenager to murder his father so they can continue to hide the past failures of the Jedi, right? A story that then moved to prequels in which a “wise” teacher said to one of his students, “Your best friend made some big mistakes. Please go kill him”? The Jedi have never been fully “the good guys,” and a reckoning is essential. The Acolyte faced all that with depth and intelligence. With that series canceled, will this mythology ever mature? If not, then I’m done with SW—but I still want to believe it can grow in ways that The Acolyte started leading toward.
With all that in my thinking, I listened to Convergence, the third book in Phase 2 of the High Republic era. I wouldn’t have enjoyed this novel anyway, but in these circumstances, it really frustrated me. It takes some of the elements of the previous book, Path of Deceit, and renders them bland and cliché. Path of Deceit introduced the Path of the Open Hand, which gave an intriguing new perspective on the Force, as a challenge to the Jedi’s way of thinking. It didn’t last—by the end of that book, the Path had been revealed as much less intriguing than I’d hoped. But when they appear in Convergence, they’ve become nothing more than a gang of thugs and pirates, wreaking havoc for no particular reason. Why are they involved in the war between these two planets? No explanation.
Speaking of the two planets . . . as the novel opens, they are locked in a “forever war,” which apparently has been raging for . . . five years? I can’t understand why anyone in the galaxy cares that these two planets have been bickering with each other recently. This is a galaxy we’re talking about—presumably, thousands and thousands of planets. I don’t see the urgency of this particular story.
The setup for the novel is fine, but then the second half moves through a tedious series of loosely connected side quests (I sometimes lost track of who was where and why it mattered) and unsurprising double-crosses. Then it ended.
The audiobook made the story more challenging to endure than it might have been otherwise. The reader, Marc Thompson, gives the most distractingly over-the-top corny performance I've heard in an audiobook. And all of that was supported by repetitive sound effects and musical cues from other Star Wars movies that made me think of the scenes the music was written for instead of the story being read.
As I said, I can’t look at this novel objectively, because I’m feeling so frustrated with Star Wars storytelling and “fans” right now. But I find it odd that of the first three novels of Phase 2, one is intended for young readers, one for young adults, and this one for adults. But Convergence really seems to be the most childish of the three. Path of Deceit, were it free of the awful teeny romance stuff, would have been by far the most grown-up book of the three. I’ll continue through Phase 2, but three books in, I’m already feeling the same way I felt about what I read of Phase 1, and what I’ve read of SW books generally. Lots of potential, but quickly overwhelmed by cliché and franchise plot requirements. “I know I’m better than this,” Anakin says in Attack of the Clones, perhaps speaking for Star Wars itself.