by Brian Martin
For a term as suggestively singular as “Chosen One”, there
sure are a lot of them. In fact, a
Wikipedia search of “Chosen One” unveils a list of landmark fictional heroes
like Harry Potter, Buffy Summers, and Tim Tebow. What do these characters all have in
common? They are ALL relatively recent
additions to pop culture. Yes, there seem
to be a lot of people running around today who are preordained to overthrow something. Hell, four years ago people were saying the
same thing about the President-elect.
Literature is full of Chosen Ones. We had, of course, The Jesus. Surely He was a Chosen One. There was Arthur Pendragon. Then…um…Rodimus Prime? Was he next?
Were there really no more Chosen Ones for 1,000 years of
storytelling? What happened? And more importantly, why are some of them
complete fops?
It’s easy to figure out why writers love prophecies
surrounding chosen heroes rising to rescue people, save the world, or kill all
the Jedi. Divine right gives us instant
character motivation. Why is the hero
the hero? Well, because he’s meant to be the hero. There!
What more do you want???
Anakin Skywalker is certainly a product of this device,
although less in the eyes of viewers (who know where he’s going to end up) and
more in terms of his own worldview, since the only reason he even decides he’s
capable of being an insufferable Force-wielding dick by Attack of the Clones is because he’s had people telling him he’s
the “Chosen One” for ten years.
"How much you wanna bet I could throw a football clear over them mountains?" |
Why does Qui-Gon Jinn even bother rescuing Anakin from his
impossibly nice slave resort on Tatooine, when by his own admission he “didn’t
come here to free slaves”? A prophesy. Why does Obi-Wan train Anakin, even though he
clearly hates kids? Qui-Gon told him about the prophesy. When it all goes to shit at the end, what
does Obi-Wan shout at Anakin? “You were the Chosen One!”
"Seriously, kid! What the fuck?!" |
If Anakin was the prophesied “chosen one”, then why was he
so miserably BAD at filling that role?
Wasn’t his son a better chosen one than he was, a hero in the vein of
Arthur, rising from obscurity to topple an oppressive regime? And did anyone ever need to refer to Luke as a “chosen one”? No, because he was given perfectly serviceable
character motivation. He had a reason to
be doing what he was doing, unlike Anakin, who (other than the fact that he
liked shiny objects) had no real reason to leave home in The Phantom Menace.
By comparison, The
Matrix at least gave its chosen one a logical, perfectly relatable reason
for embracing his destiny: Neo was essentially living in Office Space. If that isn’t
motivation to embrace fate when it comes calling, I don’t know what is.
"Oh, no! I totally forgot those T.P.S. reports! Bogus!" |
Neo has obviously been waiting for this moment his whole
life, since his online handle is an incredibly lazy anagram of “one”. It’s easy to picture a young Thomas Anderson sitting
around moping, listening to Rage Against the Machine, and saying, “I wish someone would tell me I’m a chosen one!” It’s no surprise, then, that Neo fares pretty
well as a chosen one. For a while. Then comes The Matrix Reloaded, where we discover two things about Neo: 1) he
should have taken more philosophy courses in college and 2) he, like Anakin and
Jesus, also has a high Midichlorian count.
How else would you explain this? |
By the end of the second Matrix movie, Neo’s status as
chosen one is looking a lot less “action hero” and a lot more “well-spoken scholar/diplomat”,
a role that, obviously, was never going to suit Keanu Reeves very well. And ultimately how effective is Neo at being
a chosen one? Who wins at the end of the
Matrix movies?
The Matrix movies
end with a stalemate that even the Architect and Oracle agree probably isn’t
permanent. All the bullet-time in the
world, and Neo couldn’t even create a lasting peace? At least Anakin eventually tossed his boss
down a reactor shaft.
Next: Mel gets to discuss Deus Ex Machina: Crutch of the Damned.
Outstanding, sir! I laughed until I irritated other people in the house. The Napolean Dynamite caption pretty much slayed me.
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