Well It Had That McDonalds Feeling

Rating: 2/10 (1 October 2017)

This film felt like McDonalds. How so? One gets the feeling that it should be watched so after some time I ordered the DVD and watched it. You know how one has a pang for a Big Mac once in a while for no good reason other than addiction to what is bad and advertising? That is Rogue One! After watching it I knew I had been had, the film was mediocre and forced and my brain regretted it (at least I didn't have an unsettled stomach feeling like with a Big Mac).
The truth is one knows he or she is being manipulated into the price of a DVD by Disney. There is as much a need for this film as there is for Episode VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, the side story about Han, the side story about how Yoda got his ears, the movie about the day Chewbaca's second-born lost his hair (oh those Tabulian fleas!) and how Chewie fought to get the right medicine, the prequel about Luke's 'uncle' and the agricultural school he went to (although that blonde one in Irrigation 301 in the micro skirt was indeed very very hot - she may now get her own movie), the crossover movie in 2024 about how Darth Vader met Moana one time and let me tell you that was some steaming sex (although the general consensus is that the singing was bad), etc etc so on and so forth yadi yada yaa.
Disney will not stop until there is no one at the cinema... at which time it will be reboot time again.
Rogue One itself was quite dark and I kept increasing the TV's brightness. This was a fault I had found with the prequels as well. The story was convoluted and I found the human soldier domino chain aboard the getaway spaceship unnecessarily comical. The physics did not add up either. One second Darth is five steps away and the next the getaway second spaceship is already a kilometre out. The worst was the lack of Force and Jedi in this universe.
I believe I am cured of Star Wars. Well, that is not true I will repeatedly go back to episodes IV, V and VI as I have for years, but future Star Wars and me are probably like McDonalds and me. We best avoid each other.