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Something something. Hux as an engineering genius has managed to brutally conquer even the most powerful of nature’s forces. Through sheer math, science, and physics, those objective and predictable things, he’s built machines that swallow stars and tear holes through space. He’s even attempted to treat human beings in the same manner through his training program, and believes himself successful (thought as we see with defectors like Finn, that’s not the complete case). Had he more time and authority, who knows how much further he could have gone to tame, wield, and weaponize the forces of nature.
But there’s one ‘natural’ force that eludes him — ‘the Force.’ On the surface, his inability to control it seems to annoy him to no end. On a deeper level, I believe it terrifies him. He won’t even acknowledge Ren, an embodiment of the Force, as human, like the human beings Hux thinks he can control, rather regarding him as Snoke’s ‘loathsome creature.’ And this fear may be justified as, afterall, in the end, Ren does use ‘the Force’ to put Hux on his knees, and render completely useless all of Hux’s earned authority and intellectual prowess, what Hux believed made himself superior in his imagined hierarchy.
And, to the side, I think in Hux’s mind there’s only one way to ‘conquer’ such a wild variable, this fluke of nature which defies all sacred certainty and predictability, which Hux not only cannot ever wield but also cannot ever fully understand — destroy it.
Yes, Sir. Bringing them online.
Ventral cannons hot.
Hux edit I had a lot of fun with
Star Wars: The Last Jedi Adaptation Comic Series
Once these few remaining insurgents had been destroyed, no one in the galaxy would dare oppose the First Order’s dominion. Hux would be free to build a dozen new Starkillers— or a hundred. And in the meantime, the First Order had no shortage of other weapons— including ones Imperial commanders such as Peavey had only dreamed of. That was it right there, Hux thought. Peavey and his generation saw the First Order’s impending triumph as a restoration of the Empire, not realizing how that only proved their obsolescence. They couldn’t or wouldn’t see that the regime they’d served was not merely gone but superseded. The First Order was the fulfillment of what the Empire had struggled to become. It had distilled and perfected its strengths while eliminating its weaknesses.
— Star Wars: The Last Jedi Novelization (Chapter 3)
[based on one of my fave videos]
They should’ve let Hux say "No shit, Ren." just once as a treat