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Last Shot (Star Wars): A Han and Lando Novel Hardcover – April 17, 2018
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Daniel José Older is the New York Times bestselling author of the young adult series The Shadowshaper Cypher, the Bone Street Rumba urban fantasy series, and the middle-grade historical fantasy Dactyl Hill Squad. He won the International Latino Book Award and has been nominated for the Kirkus Prize, the Mythopoeic Award, the Locus Award, the Andre Norton Award, and the World Fantasy Award. Shadowshaper was named one of Esquire’s 80 Books Every Person Should Read. You can find his thoughts on writing, read dispatches from his decade-long career as an NYC paramedic, and hear his music at his website, on YouTube, and on Twitter.
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“. . . FOR PRINCESS LEIA ORGANA. URGENT MESSAGE. URGENT MESSAGE for Princess Leia Organa. Please respond. Urgent—”
“Hngh . . .” Han Solo woke with a tiny foot in his face and an irritating droid voice in his ear. “What?” The tiny foot was attached to the tiny body of Ben Solo, mercifully sleeping for what seemed like the first time in days. Han’s eyes went wide. Would the boy wake?
“I will transfer the holo from Chancellor Mon Mothma immediately,” Leia’s protocol droid T-2LC droned.
“What? No!” Han sat up, still trying not to move Ben too much. He was shirtless, and his hair was almost certainly pointing in eight different directions. He probably had crust on his face. He didn’t much want to talk to Mon Mothma under regular circumstances, let alone half naked and bedheaded.
“Leia?” a voice said as the room lit up with the ghostly blue holoprojection.
Ben stirred, kicked Han once in the face.
“Oh,” Mon Mothma said, squinting at the projection that was being transmitted to wherever she was. “Excuse me, General Solo.”
“I’m not a general anymore,” Han growled, still trying to keep his voice down.
Mon Mothma nodded. “I am aware.” She already struck Han as a sort of spectral presence, all those flowy robes and that faraway look of hers. Being a see-through blue holoform only enhanced that. “It is my habit to refer to our veterans by their rank regardless of their status.”
“Right,” Han said.
“Is Leia around?”
“I could retrieve her for you,” T-2LC suggested, turning just enough so the bright hologram Mon Mothma landed on Ben’s sleeping face.
“Elsie!” Han snapped.
Ben’s eyes sprang open to a shining blue form dancing around him. He burst into tears. Han shook his head; couldn’t blame the kid, really—Han probably would’ve done the same thing if he’d suddenly woken to find himself enveloped in a Mon Mothma glow cloud. Which in a way he almost had, now that he thought about it. “Shh, come here, big guy.” He reached his hands under his son’s little arms and pulled him up so Ben was sobbing into Han’s chest. Han felt that tiny heartbeat pitter-pattering away as Ben snorfled and sniffed.
“Why didn’t you just do that in the first place?” Han whisperyelled.
“I am sorry, sir. My programming indicates that when an urgent message is received I am to immediately alert the nearest member of the household, which in this case—”
“All right, can it, Elsie. Go find Leia.”
“As you wish, sir.”
“The nerve,” Han grumbled, holding Ben against his chest as he hoisted himself off the couch. “Ooh.” A flash of pain simmered along his lower back. Old battle wounds. Or just oldness. Or both. Fantastic. The holoscreen across the room said it was 0430. He had a pile of boring meetings today, kicking off a week of planning and preparing for the inaugural meeting of the New Republic Pilots Commission, which Han had grudgingly accepted the leadership of—a mistake he was still trying to figure out how he’d been suckered into. Han hated planning. He also hated preparing. But what he really hated above everything else, besides maybe the Empire itself, was meetings. And now the Empire had been gone for more than two years, the remnants of their fleet blasted out of the sky over Jakku just as Ben was being born, in fact, and that cleared the way for meetings to take the number one slot on the Things Han Hates list.
And if there was one thing this fledgling republic loved, it was meetings.
He could probably catch a tiny snooze before he had to get ready, Han thought, lying back. Little Ben looked up groggily, those dark eyes settling on Han, studying him. Han had no idea how a two-year-old could have such ancient eyes. It was as if Ben had been waiting around for a millennium to show up at just this moment in history.
Slowly, Ben Solo’s eyes drifted closed as his chin settled on Han’s shoulder.
Han shook his head, smiling. Here he was thinking about fates and destinies. He was starting to sound like Luke.
The thought simultaneously made him smile and unsettled him, and it was that muddle of feelings that drifted along with him as sleep crept up without warning once again, and dissolved the bedroom, the fussing on the other side of the wall, the chirps of morning birds outside, the half-light of a new day, all into a pleasant haze . . .
. . . Right up until a frantic knocking once again shoved Han rudely back into the world of awake.
“What?” He slid Ben carefully off him and stood, heart pounding.
Bang bang bang!
The balcony. It was coming from the door to the balcony. Keeping out of sight of the tall windows, Han picked up Ben and laid him ever so gently on the carpeted floor, on the far side of the room from the knocking. Then he crept to the bedside table, slid open the drawer, and retrieved his blaster. Disengaged the safety. Made his way to the door.
Bang bang bang!
In the corner now, one hand on the doorknob, the other on the trigger, he glanced at Ben. Still asleep. Everything in Han wanted to just kick through the nearest window and let loose a barrage of blasterfire. But that wasn’t the way, and if this was any threat at all, such recklessness would probably get himself and Ben killed.
Slowly, smoothly, he craned his neck to look at the small datascreen showing the balcony security feed.
All the tightened muscles in his body eased at the same time as he threw open the door, a huge smile breaking out across his face. There, in the purple haze of morning, stood Lando Calrissian, decked out as always in an impeccable dress shirt, half cape, shined boots, and a perfectly trimmed goatee.
“If it isn’t . . .” Han started, but he let his voice trail off.
One thing that was different about Lando: that wide scoundrel grin was not stretching across his face. In fact, he looked downright pissed.
“What’sa matter, old buddy? And why are you—?”
Han didn’t finish because now Lando was reaching back, winding up, fist tight, and then swinging forward with what looked like all his strength. And then, sure enough, fist met face and Han flew backward with a shocked grunt, thinking, as the world flushed to darkness: I should’ve probably seen that coming.
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The negatives for me were
1.To much jumping from past to present It got a bit confusing at times 2.A bit to "adult" a few times 3.Quite a bit of bad language and some terms that are never used In Star Wars 4.The villain wasn't terrible but he wasn't to convincing at times either.
Overall I enjoyed It,It still has the Star Wars charm.
Set a few years after the destruction of the second Death Star, with flashbacks 10, 15, and 20 years prior, Last Shot follows Han Solo and Lando Calrissian on a hunt for the Pau'an (from Utapau) Fryzen Gor.
Gor was a promising medical student when he was captured, starting his path towards attempted galaxy domination using droids. The book starts with an attempt on Lando's life. Lando guilts Han into going after Gor, leaving Leia and young Ben behind.
The book bounces confusingly between the events of today (i.e. a few years after ROTJ) and 10, 15, and 20 years prior. Lando and Han have both had run-ins with Gor in the past, and now must stop him before he destroys Cloud City and anyone else who has purchased one of Lando's new droids.
Other than Han finally revealing to Leia that he feels like a lousy father and husband, we don't learn much about Han or Lando in this story. There is good action, but the abrupt switches between timelines took a lot of getting used to.
If you are itching for a new Star Wars book to read, this one isn't bad, but it isn't good either. It was a quick read, but I can't imagine wanting to go back to read it again.
Overall the book is okay, but not great. The best part for me was learning about Han's fear of being a father (and to some extent a husband). While we do not really get a ton in this book about his relationship with Ben (who is still just a toddler in the novel), it gives hints about what possibly went wrong in their relationship and will hopefully be fleshed out in subsequent novels. It also gives some insight into Han and Lando's post Return of the Jedi relationship and how Lando's betrayal of Han during the events of The Empire Strikes Back affected it.
The main story of the novel is okay, but nothing spectacular. Outside of what I mentioned above the best part of everything else in the novel was the Ewok slicer and the Anti-Jar Jar Binks Gungan who had a great line which was something along the lines of "stop with that Meesa stuff". Otherwise, the plot is really about uncovering and attempting to stop a threat to the galaxy that did not involve the Empire or its remnants in any way. Chances are if you collect the canon novels you will have purchased this regardless of any positive or negative reviews. I think it is middle of the pack when it comes to the canon novels. As good as anything in the Aftermath series, but not as good as Dark Disciple, A New Dawn, or Battlefront II, or even the main storyline adjacent novels like Leia, Ashoka, or Lost Stars (in my opinion). That is totally subjective, however.
While it is not really a novel I would say I would have to read over and over again, it is decent enough to do so at least once. It reads fairly quickly and does bridge the gap somewhat between the original trilogy and the new trilogy.