Dara K. Marzipan’s review published on Letterboxd:
What can I say about the intricate latticework of character and theme that The Last Jedi serves up? There is a true sense of sprawl here, of a trans-galactic chase movie formed of increasingly desperate encounters. Every time I dive in, I appreciate something new—this time, the symbolic weight of Luke defending the entrance while Rey unblocks the exit was what hit me most. The imagery, too—when I was a kid I sat enchanted by concept art and matte paintings that captured the magic and longing of Star Wars' quieter moments, and so much of this film is stuffed to the rafters with that very feeling—Holdo's final samurai gamble, what Luke "sees" from the final gate, Paige's long tunnel that will haunt Poe for life. And then, the real and earned tenderness between Finn and Rose, which is what gives us the heart to believe in saving what we love. This film is so major that I'm pretty sure it's going to feel like Rian Johnson's ecstatic donut hole in Abrams' otherwise middling Star Wars donut. I hope I'm wrong, but even if I'm not, The Last Jedi will stand on its own.