So some lucky schmoes have already seen “Rogue One.” From what I’ve seen, the reviews are pretty positive… mostly. And then there’s this:

“Rogue One” Reviewed: Is It Time to Abandon the “Star Wars” Franchise?

From the title it seems like the reviewer is not going to like “Rogue One.” But then… he starts yapping. And it’s exactly the sort of impenetrable liberal arts word salad that makes you wonder if you are reading parody.

The director of “Rogue One,” Gareth Edwards, has stepped into a mythopoetic stew so half-baked and overcooked, a morass of pre-instantly overanalyzed implications of such shuddering impact to the series’ fundamentalists, that he lumbers through, seemingly stunned or constrained or cautious to the vanishing point of passivity, and lets neither the characters nor the formidable cast of actors nor even the special effects, of which he has previously proved himself to be a master, come anywhere close to life.

And.

So.

On.

Read through it and you get that the reviewer was not a big fan of the flick. Fine. Maybe it stinks. Maybe it’s great, but he’s an outlier. Maybe he’s just not the right audience. Whatever. But when you use gibberish like “corporate Kremlinology” and “There’s none of the Shakespearean space politics, enticingly florid dialogue, or experiential thrills of the best of George Lucas’s “Star Wars” entries (“Attack of the Clones” and “Revenge of the Sith”),” man, it’s really hard to take you at all seriously. In fact, it’s real easy to see this piece as mocking the reader. And after a political season where politicians thought they would win by insulting large swathes of the voting public, people are getting kinda fed up with that.