It’s not that I think dichotomies like “asexual”/“allosexual” and “voluntary celibate”/“involuntary celibate” are meaningless. But I find them, at best, an awkward fit for my own experience.
Bleak and cynical, yet also moving and even hopeful.
By portraying characters who are joyful and empowered without sex, the film validates celibacy as a lifestyle and shows that you don’t need sex to be happy.
Being celibate didn’t cut Luke off from love, friendship, or family bonds; it just meant he came at them in a slightly different way.
The longest and best part of this movie is the training sequence, in which the hero learns by gradual stages the skills needed to be a kung fu master.