You know, if ReySky happens, and the Big Reveal™ really is in that very first scene between Rey and Luke, then that means we waited two y e a r s for information that literally gets revealed, like, five seconds storywise after the end of The Force Awakens.
Two years of discourse. Two years of debates and wondering. All because Luke, Luke Extra-Like-My-Father-Before-Me Skywalker, just HAAAAAAAD to have his thirty seconds of dramatic hood lowering and tragic, silent staring accompanied by an intense helicopter shot.
I feel personally attacked by Luke Skywalker’s flair for dramatics. This isn’t even fair.
Marco Polo cost 200 million dollars to make two seasons yet I couldn’t even fucking FIND the second season. Netflix buried that show. They barely advertised it at all. But Chelsea and Adam Sandler stayed on my page for weeks. Okay, Netflix. You can go to hell.