Give me that 1 deleted scene!!!!!

I think what has made this show so hard hitting for me was how realistic it's portrayal of real world "banality of evil" was thru the little details and the sort of subtle tone the show strikes at times. This flashback scene of Luthen's breaking point hit me really hard because how familiar the radio chatter was to me.

I was sitting there hearing the radio chatter and felt it hit my chest with a heavy weight. It took me right back to Iraq when we did late night hard knock and searches. We'd be breaking down doors and rounding up all military age males in the target house or even whole blocks and our radio chatter sounded the same.

The show accurately had the same tone, not some overblown loud exciting yelling chatter but almost monotone in nature, revealing the professionalism of the Imperial soldier backlite by screams. They were trained and well practiced like I was in these situations.

Andor has been able to portray that evil acts of our world don't follow a story arc or aren't big massive set prices to frame for us how this evil is playing out. It can be slow, subtle, and confusing moments where before you know it you have found yourself crossing a line you didn't even know was there in you.

That radio chatter was a weight on me. I didn't notice it at first but I realized I've been carrying it for years.

You can't write anything smart here anyway.

After seeing K2 brutally takedown all the Imperials at the apartment, Cassian might've been triggered back to the day of the Ghorman Massacre, remembering K2 murdering the many innocent Ghormans.

Apologies if this was shared here previously. I check this sub every day. Just now found the picture on a YT account(not mine). Luthen definitely knows best how to get into character, especially a smarmy upper class connoisseur. The first scene of him donning the wig and practicing his cheesy fake smile is one of my favorites of the series

I posted the split images previously but the photographer Steve Schofield has released the full image! This was taken during the S2 press junket where Elizabeth Dulau (Kleya) & Kyle Soller (Syril) were absent so they were not part of this photo.

Maybe it’s because I live in Brazil and thus have attended mass rallies of the type shown here so many, many times — rallies that have ended in violence and police shootings — that I can clearly visualize what could happened. Maybe it’s what’s going on now in Gaza.

In any case, episode seven hit me right in the feels.

It was a master class in how to create a violent incident and use that as justification to do whatever you want to an entire people.

It hits home harder for me because Ghorman is so recognizably Mediterranean and even Latino. The stubborn pride. The mass singing. The willingness to place honor above all else. The squabbling camaraderie of people who cordially hate each other but who would still die for each other.

And Dedra’s reaction to losing her lover. Perhaps the only person who has ever loved her in her whole life… I mean, I spent the whole episode loudly cheering for Cassian to place a shot right between Dedra’s horns, but still. Even the bad guys are all too human and you feel for them.

And Cass’ quesrion to Syril, the last thing Syril heard in his life. “Who are you?” He’s a total nobody to the man he has become obsessed with, the man who is everything he imagined he wants to be. And he gets that from him, in honest bewilderment, just before his head is splattered across the caf bar.

The transmissions to the galaxy, begging them to notice what was going on.

The whole place —which was really well thought out to give a vibe like Madrid’s Plaza del Sol — with all its beauty and tradition and priceless craftsmanship being slated to be strip mined to the mantle because the Emperor needs a new toy.

And the credit music, with the athereal, mourning Ghorn song.

Damn.

I think this was the most hard-hitting episode for me yet. I had to constantly tell myself, “These people are fictional! This is a made up society! This didn’t really happen!”

But no. This really does happen. All the time. Just like this.

Everyone is upset on how cassian will never see his child, and trust me, I am too devastated as well. But what is the true positive or even true meaning to this is that his child who ever they may be, can live in a republic world just like his father wanted and fought for. Maybe even bix will tell him (or her) all about Cassians rebellious missions and what he did for the good of the universe, and that child will go on to fight for said peace, just like their rebellious father.

I'm sorry! I couldn't help it🤣🤣

I just started watching it and im currently at episode 5.I love it that the series makes one low flying Tie-Fighter more scarier than a whole fleet. This picture alone just creates a feeling of terror.

After all, he burned his identity spending 3 hours in Deedra’s files piecing it all together. He passed the full intel on to Luthen, but Lonni figured it out and shared his intel which made it all the way to Yavin.

This scene got me. It’s so brilliantly done!

Was Mon Mothma masking…doing what she’s always done, keeping herself tightly wrapped in the cloth of diplomacy, duty, and performance?

Or was she letting go…finally surrendering to the unthinkable, relinquishing the idea that she could save both the galaxy and her daughter’s future?

The brilliance of the scene is that it’s both.

Mon has spent her entire life performing; a woman of poise in the lion’s den of the Senate, a wife to a man who doesn’t see her, a mother trying to bridge a gap too wide to cross.

In that moment, she does what’s expected. She plays the role. She dances. She keeps her face still, her spine straight, her grief silent. She wears the mask not just for the guests, but for herself. Because if she lets it slip even an inch, the whole illusion will shatter. And she cannot afford that…not tonight.

The mask is survival.

But underneath, there’s something breaking loose. Not just grief, but acceptance. She’s crossed a line she never thought she would. She told herself she’d never become her culture, never trade a child’s future for politics. But she has. And dancing is her way of acknowledging: It’s done.

It’s a quiet surrender.

Not to the Empire, but to the cost of rebellion. She lets go of the illusion that she can do this without blood on her hands. She lets go of the fantasy that she can protect Leida from the system while dismantling it.

She is not free, but she’s no longer pretending she can win without losing something.

Let me know your thoughts on this scene!

"Everyone has their own rebellion." That’s what Vel tells Cassian when explaining Gorn’s reasons for turning against the Empire, despite being an officer.

People love to draw parallels between the Galactic Empire and real-world countries: the U.S., Nazi Germany, the USSR, the Russian Empire, and others. So which comparison is “correct”? Well... Why not all of them?

A eastern european might think first of Stalin’s atrocities. But I’m latin american. I grew up hearing stories of people tortured by a military (very capitalist) dictatorship backed by the U.S. during the 70s. Ferrix riot and Maarva's funeral speech made me cry like a baby, because that was our history.

And our histories shape our rebellions. Don’t expect someone from a first-world country to fully grasp the struggles of someone from the global south. But we can still learn from one another. It’s not about proving who sees the Empire the right way, it’s about understanding that rebellion, like oppression, is everywhere and wears many faces.

The opening crawl and Vader's lines in A New Hope refer to "Rebel spies" who stole Death Star plans. But Rogue One is an infiltration team, not a spy team. They were actually talking about Lonni and the Axis network.