There, Sonny by Karl Jones Luke Skywalker stares Evil in the eyes. He looks away. At a gesture, the Light Saber rises from his grasping fist, and with rhythmic strokes he strikes at the thing he desires most. The audience cheers.
Somebody throws popcorn at the screen.
Cut to black, strike up the band, roll credits, etc. Luke goes home. He dreams of a movie in which he saves the world and gets the girl. And forgets that he ever wanted to be Emperor. A theme, some narrative, and a bounty of links.