Mark Hamill was at a point in his life where he felt ready to trade the Force for a pool float and a quiet crossword in the shade. After five decades as the face of one of pop culture’s most enduring myths, Hamill had found a comfortable corner of the galaxy to call his own. He had a home he cherished, a family that kept him grounded and no pressing need to be in front of a camera again. “I said, ‘This is perfect — they killed me off,’” Hamill says with a shrug on a warm May afternoon in L.A., referring to Luke Skywalker’s death in #TheLastJedi. “If you lose the fire in your belly, it’s easy to just hang around the pool all day, playing Yahtzee or whatever. I don’t want to be on camera at my age anymore. The only ones who complain are my agent and my wife.” That was the plan, anyway — until the world caught fire. The 73-year-old actor’s Malibu home — the one he bought with his #StarWars money in 1978, where he married his wife, Marilou, in the backyard and raised their three kids —...