OK. I'm probably gonna get my you-know-what's cut off with a light saber for writing this, but I guess I'll take the plunge. I am excited for Star Wars, but I can't get myself to be as excited as I feel I should be.
Do they WANT this? Do they WANT to have to carry around swords and worry that grandma isn't grandma but is instead a ravenous crocodilian humanoid (who nevertheless still wears her apron) and who will never, ever again bring you a holiday present?