Main cast: Jude Law (Jod Na Nawood), Robert Timothy Smith (Neel), Ravi Cabot-Conyers (Wim), Ryan Kiera Armstrong (Fern), Kyriana Kratter (KB), Nick Frost (SM-33), Hala Finley (Hayna), and Mathieu Kassovitz (General Strix)
Directors: Daniel Kwan and Daniel Scheinert
Star Wars fatigue is real. I should know. My brain tells me that there is nothing particularly wrong with Can’t Say I Remember No At Attin, but I’m just so tired after all the crappy shows Disney+ spew out in the popular franchises that it is killing with abandon, that I can’t muster much enthusiasm for this episode.
Of course, it doesn’t help that this show, like most of the Disney+ churn in the last few years, feel like it was made first for a movie run time, and then, when they received mandate from above to disgorge in into Disney+ instead, the people behind it begin padding out the script with filler scenes to meet the required length.
So, after dragging out a few episodes on “wacky” happenings, the crew finally land at No Attin… or is it? The whole place is now in ruins, and of course, the kids decide to go scout while Jod stays behind in the ship, now free to loot through their things. Seriously, am I supposed to root for these kids?
Anyway, it seems like At Attin, or what seems like it, is a battle ground between the Hattans and the Troiks over some stolen cow-things. The kids meet one of the kiddie Troiks, Hayna, who brings them to her father General Strix, the boss of the Troiks.
That elephant thing that has become the new poster critter for furry PDF files, Neel, start whining about how weapons and war are bad like some stupid social media user that is forced to face real life for the first time. Why don’t these people all hug it out? Ugh.
Anyway, the problem is momentarily resolved in a single episode, thanks to the power of money, and then we move to the end drama of the week at the end of the episode.
This episode feels so trivial and silly, thanks to how everything has to be dumbed down because this is now a kiddie show. While I can’t deny that it doesn’t make me wince in pain like most of the Disney+ Star Wars slop of late, it doesn’t stick to my mind at all.
Hence, throughout this episode, I find myself wondering what this show could have been if it had ditched the kids and focused on Jude Law’s character. I also find myself wondering whether I should be watching something else. Is it any wonder that barely anyone actually watches this show?
Indeed, Star Wars fatigue is real, as I’ve said, and now this show is paying the price for the sins of Kathleen Kennedy and her minions.
This show will now move on, and I guess I may as well sit through the rest since I’ve already started. Four more episodes to go? Let’s get it over with.
