So tonight the missus and I went to see episode VII.
It was underwhelming. I am so glad that I read the spoilers. If I’d gone in blind to see that, I might have been as disappointed as I was in Desolation of Smaug. Which means I would have sworn off episode VIII, much as I’ve sworn off The Battle of Five Armies (and anything else Peter Jackson ever does again).
It was campy, it was reheated leftovers. It was okay. Go in with low expectations, and you might actually like it. Just don’t expect to relive the magic felt in 1978.