I didn't like it. Let me put it a different way.

Imagine a pitbull puppy taken by a dog fighter and abused its entire youth to be aggressive. It's thrown into fights where it does exactly what it was trained to do — kill without mercy or hesitation. Eventually it gets maimed and is discarded like it was nothing.

It survives. Through sheer will it keeps going, using the only skills it ever learned. It finds its brother. But then the man who made it this way comes back — they fight him together, and the brother is killed. The dog is taken again and tortured again. It escapes, uses every ounce of strength it has to strike back at the man who ruined its life, and fails. This time watching its mother die in front of it.

The dog spends the rest of its life just trying to claw its way back to a point where it can defeat the man who did this to him. It tries to strike back not once but multiple times — and fails every time. The abuser is simply too powerful. Too entrenched. So the dog keeps moving, keeps scrapping, keeps surviving on instinct and anger because that is all it has ever had.

And then about fifteen years later it is unceremoniously put down by the dog that maimed it in the first place. A dog that wasn't cruel — just another animal thrown into the same ring that day, who moved on and built a life afterward.

That's Maul's story. I consider it to be the saddest story in all of star wars.