Ryland Walker Knight’s review published on Letterboxd:
Babu Frick the MVP of course. I don't really get getting "mad" at this particular movie because even though it's 20 minutes too long and the circle dolly tracks don't stop and Rey cries single tears three times too many and Finn screams "Rey!" countless times too many and "fans" win again and I don't understand how destruction means a better world and making one character literally heal another is lame and sidelining Rose is cowardly and they're mainly trying to placate people and I don't think they wanted me to laugh at certain scenes I laughed at and the hokey serial resurrection element structures the whole quest like a serial in a serial—despite that and more, I enjoyed myself. There was never anything revolutionary about these totems to nostalgia. Even Lucas was nostalgic for his own childhood in 1977, perverting a Vietnam movie into outer space, almost like he was trying to see your "smuggler" artist and raise you "literally" to the surface. There's a funky surfacing sequence that makes no sense here, gravity is the most powerful force in a world with The Force, as there's also a sinking sequence that doesn't make any sense either given what we've seen Rey do (defy gravity in a buddha pose that indicates wisdom, enlightenment). What's wild about the Disney Star Wars is how much they want you to look back, to stay a child, and that the only one that looked forward got shunted.
(Grand Lake, Oakland)