Whatever the latest Star Wars is called (Rise of Skywalker - says Miss Langoustine.) I was fully prepared to tender a barrage of meh, but actually, I quite enjoyed it. As ever, it was a greatest hits collection, everyone got their spot in front of the lens, even those who had died in the interim. Chewbacca has still kept his looks. Luke finally got them to admit they made him look a twat in the earlier episode. The mechanics are reasonably the same – intergalactic MacGuffin hunt followed by indestructible empire/first/second/third/final order/Sith (delete as appropriate) fleet with obvious fatal flaw that makes it easily destructible with a bit of pluck, there's light sabre fights with incidental lightning and flying ship furniture. There's a plot for Finn and Rey has stopped being annoying. You even get Ewoks. No one brings back Jar-Jar, obvs.
As kick-back nostalgia wallows go, it wasn't an unpleasant way to wend through a Twixtmas afternoon.