1. Return of the Jedi
Ahhhhh Jedi, for so many years the ire of many a Star Wars fan, and then the prequels came along and suddenly you looked like Citizen Kane in comparison. For all your faults, there was no Jar-Jar, no Hayden Christensen and no nooooooooooooooooooooo either. Yet there was always something slightly unsatisfying about the end of Jedi somehow. The Ewoks, already too cute, cuddly and annoying by half, have rocks and sticks to fight with, yet somehow they take on and beat the heavily armed stormtroopers using only these rudimentary tools and some surprisingly effective hastily set up booby traps. The Ewoks scream of being brought in purely for marketing reasons and after two films of general space bad-assery, its a touch deflating to have the whole saga resolved in a jungle with midget teddy-bears clubbing storm troopers to death. Its widely known that there were original plans for a much darker ending to the Star Wars saga and that George Lucas nixed this idea and decided a unrelentingly happy ending was the order of the day. So, after all those awesome space battles, after Vader and the Emperor almost leaving triumphant and the final reconciliation of father and son on that exploding space station, how does one of the all-time greatest film trilogies end? An Ewok dance party. Oh George. What were you thinking? Its all far too sugary and lacks any power as a result. It sees the whole saga end on a massive saccharine anti-climax.