The Last Jedi is tricksy. Like those pesky little hobbitses. At first glance it is your friend, and invites you in for tea and entertainment. BUT on further consideration, once the excitement and fake-butter flavor from your popcorn has faded, you quickly realize it just stole your 20 bucks (or supreme, all-powerful ring) and made up a bunch of contrived nonsense that was quite unnecessary. Was this movie supposed to be released in 1994? The girl-power was strong with this one. They should have just replaced Chewbacca with Scary-Spice, and been done with it.

To summarize points that I never actually wrote out: the movie is a visual delight. It is an exemplary tour-de-farce when it comes to story-telling though. And way to just dick-punch Luke Skywalker in what should have been his swansong ending. Brutal.