oh, you know.
I borrowed a truck and drove across town to catch an 11 pm showing at the drive-in, which I haven't been to in a decade; I watched from a lawn chair in the truck's bed with my headphones running through my phone, which was getting FM radio via an app; I brought gatorade zero and coke zero from home, popped popcorn in ziplock bag, but still strapped on my mask and went to the concession stand to get sour skittles: I missed the theater. I went alone.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
JJ Abrams helpfully put three metaphors for TROS into the movie itself.
1) a scene in which a character combs through some ruins from the original trilogy in search of a macguffin that will lead to that trilogy's villain
2) the reanimated corpse of the original trilogy's villain dangling from the strings of a giant machine, like a marionette
3) a scene in which a character returns from beyond the grave to explicitly disavow his actions from the previous film