A. C. Crispin

The third volume in an exciting trilogy that began with The Paradise Snare, this explosive story describes how Han Solo won the Millennium Falcon, the fastest ship in the galaxy, and how he ended up at Mos Eisley in Chalmun's Cantina. Original.

Rebel Dawn

Author Rachel Cooper

Four (non-canon) things that stuck out at me when I read the Han Solo Trilogy:

1. Kibbik is an idiot.
2. Boba Fett was not always an esteemed Bounty Hunter. He used to be a Journeyman Protector named Jaster Mereel (definitely not canon).
3. Hutts reproduce asexually, and, once pregnant, a male Hutt will turn female for an indeterminate amount of time, carrying the young Hutt in a belly pouch (similar to a kangaroo).
4. Chewbacca has a wife named Mallotobuck (and a child) who await his return on their home planet of Kashyyyk. Chewbacca owes a life debt to Han Solo for saving him from slavery at the hands of the Empire, and must repay this life debt before he can join his wife and child back home.

So wait, virtually nothing about Han Solo stuck out from reading the Han Solo Trilogy?

To tell the truth, I am utterly disappointed with the Han Solo Trilogy. While learning where Han came from was interesting, and seeing him learn to pilot and to smuggle was fun for a minute, and finding out how he came by the Milennium Falcon was cool, I didn't like the story at all. I mean, the most interesting things I learned were NOT about Han Solo. Doesn't that seem odd?

But it's true. The whole Trilogy just stunk like Hutt body odor. There was some skirt chasing, sure, but most of the dialogue was uncharacteristic of Han Solo. I wanted him to be dashing. I wanted him to be dangerous. I wanted him to have swagger. I wanted him to be fun. I wanted all the things the movie Han Solo was, channeled into this book, and it utterly fell short of my expectations.

Ultimately, this is one series that I will not be reading again.

Rebel Dawn

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