Anime style illustration of a male soldier in futuristic armor holding a helmet and glowing sword in a desert wasteland with ruined spaceships.

The Ninth Jedi A long time ago, a filmmaker named George Lucas watched a lot of old Japanese movies about samurai, and liked them enough to build a space opera out of the bones of them. Years later, a great many people in Japan grew up on that space opera, and liked it enough to make cartoons out of it in return. Neither side found the other strange. They recognized each other the way two people from the same small town recognize each other in a foreign airport. One of those cartoons was twelve minutes long and called “The Ninth Jedi.” Somebody decided twelve minutes wasn't enough, and now it's eight episodes. Ideas get bigger because people can't leave well enough alone. Every so often that works out. This is one of those times. Here's the situation. There was an Empire once, and some Rebels blew it up. Everyone knows that part. What nobody bothers to tell you is what happens much later, when the Empire and the Rebels are ancient history, the Jedi have become something closer to a rumor than a religion, and life has simply gone on. The old movies never really answered that. They just brought the Empire back wearing a different hat, so everyone could fight it again, because people love a fight they already know how to win. This new show skips past all of that. It jumps ahead to a galaxy where the Empire and the Rebels are both long gone and mostly forgotten, the way old feuds get forgotten. Things simply fell apart on their own, the way things do. A soldier named Nawaam is Mehr sehen