By 1999, Star Wars was a mass religion made up of demigods and saints with whom we could emulate. Jake Lloyd played one of these demigods. He was whiny and irritating. Everyone's actual little brother was more fun than this kid. The movie was terrible, and Jake Lloyd made it worse. He had no place within our religion.
The news reports should have given us pause. The kid had to go to therapy in order to process the amount of hate he received. I don't know if Jake Lloyd ever actually liked acting, or whether he was driven by awful stage-parents, but if he had any joy in performing, that joy was sucked out of him at a young age, before he even hit puberty.
Lloyd has been in prison for the last 10 months. He's being transferred to a mental health facility where he will be getting treatment for his underlying schizophrenia. I don't know the cause of his mental illness, but I imagine a 10-year-old who suffers the hatred of millions of people he has never met and will never meet will have a hard time leading a healthy, happy life.
Jake Lloyd has spent a good part of his life trying to answer one question for which there was never a good answer: Why did everyone hate me?