In the otherwise crappy prequels, palpatine did tell young anakin skywalker that together they can discover how to cheat death. I always though that his presence was still alive kinda like Sauron in the Lord of the Rings. Still Disney destroyed the SW franchise with crappy story lines that don’t make sense with canon SW knowledge and they have a lust of killing off all of the favorite characters as soon as possible. I can’t understand how Rey hasn’t been taught by anyone even Luke (he really didn’t) and can do advance JEDI moves
I’d hate to defend any aspects of the Disney Star Wars movies, but Luke wasn’t exactly trained in a lot of combat techniques himself. He was mostly taught A) What the force was, B) Basic Jedi Philosophy, C) A few trivial excercises D) How to resist the dark side, and most importantly E) How to get over his own mental hangups using the force (you’re not gonna do what you believe is impossible). Heck the biggest lesson that Luke received, wasn’t learning, but “unlearning” what he had already learned.
The prequels really instilled in a lot of this idea that Jedi training was this long drawn out affair that took decades, but that didn’t really exist in the original films. I always got the impression most of that training centered around training people to resist temptation and the history/philosophy of the order. Most of the training was indoctrination, Luke himself skipped all that.
Here’s a real world training scenario from my own life that kind of mirrors Luke’s training in the Star Wars movies. My dad taught my brother and I skeet shooting. It basically amounted to teaching us how to stand and hold a shotgun, to lead our targets, basic rules of the sport. That’s it. My brother immediately took to it like a fish to water with what I found, as a kid, to be unnerving accuracy. I had a harder time at first, mostly, I hesitated to shoot; not shooting at all at most of the targets, and missing the few I dad shoot at. The entire issue was that I saw my brother shoot first and I didn’t like my brother doing anything better than I could, but he was so naturally good at it, I didn’t think I could be better. So I hesitated, trying to make sure I didn’t miss anything I shot at (and not shooting at all much of the time). A couple weekends went by, where my brother was shooting a lot of targets, and I wasn’t, but then something changed... I’d like to say that this is the part where my dad stepped in and taught me about confidence and not hesitating, but that’s not what happened. The truth is, I missed or failed to shoot enough times, that I decided that I was nowhere near as good as my brother and that I might as well stop worrying about missing anything (because not shooting at all is boring). The moment I stopped worrying about missing, is the moment when I started hitting targets; literally all of them. It turned about I was a better shot than my brother. He was hitting 90% of his targets, but I was hitting them all. Perfect round after perfect round. Not long after the game wardens were coming out to the property to see what the hell all the gunfire about. People must have been reporting because the shooting was near constant on the weekends. He ended up watching us shoot for hours, and then coming out every weekend between that time and hunting season watching us shoot. This went on for 2 or 3 years; it looked like I was destined for the Olympics, but then my parents got divorced, I lived with my mother, and other than a couple occasions, I didn’t really shoot skeet again for about 15 years.