Circa 1983 one could kinda make somewhat-plausible sense out of it.

But once Lucas made Annakin a Tattooine native, it all turns to rotten, fetid SHIT, oozing puss and floating in a stagnant puddle of concentrated PISS on a bed of jumbled GARBAGE, swarming with shit-eating flies and writhing filthy maggots.

(Sorry for the vitriol, but I'm currently in the midst of a masochistic revisitation of the so-called "prequels" rented via Netflix. And I've given up alcohol for the month as a New Year's resolution. So it's hard to deal.)