The prideful, stupid narcissist is easily corrupted, cucked and radicalised by a cynical old politician playing on his ego— the only character who shows an ounce of intelligence. Like all children, he is told he is special. Like too many children today, he refuses to grow up. He blames systems he does not understand. He is too self-absorbed to contemplate a single way they might be redeemed. He is too fragile to sustain loss or misfortune. He believes he alone has a right to not be failed. He embraces moral relativism because he is selfish. Rather than use his prodigious talents for the good of others, he complains that he is not rewarded simply for being himself. He loves his wife as his possession, and turns on her the moment he thinks she's anything more. He murders children. He embodies what he creates: a lost generation. He overthrows those old systems, and becomes an embittered tool of the new regime he stupidly believed he would rule. He must eventually be redeemed by his son, who remembers the old virtues of charity, friendship, and self-sacrifice, and who fights - guided by his father's teachers - to rebuild what his father destroyed, as it should have been. We need much more of Luke, and much less of Anakin.