2) Larma D’Acy and Wrobie Tyce, Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker
We’ve talked about this frequently in the past, but god, it still sucks, doesn’t it? Ever since John Boyega and Oscar Isaac’s Finn and Poe swapped jackets and lip-bit their way to the galaxy far, far away’s hottest ship this side of the Incom T-65 X-Wing, Star Wars fans have wanted to see some gays in space. And Disney promised they were coming… and promised… and waited… and waited… And then we got maybe the most heteronormative Star Wars film ever made, The Rise of Skywalker. J.J. Abrams spent part of the pre-release press tour shutting down any chance of Finn or Poe being queer in the film while promising something, and then we got a tiny kiss between a character with maybe five lines of dialogue across the sequel trilogy and her pilot wife so inconsequential she didn’t even get a first name unless you read the movie’s tie-in dictionary. An embarrassment for a universe that has a long history of tiny, tiny half-steps.
