Holy shit. 
I heard this was a bananas story but this is like a grocery store where all they sell is bananas.

The credits start rolling and I'm wiping away tears cause I have a lot of feelings. I notice the guy next to me looking over so I say to him "That was so beautiful!" through all my tears and he goes "I know!" and HE wipes away tears and it was a beautiful moment for cinema.

I didn't know how much I needed a movie like this till I saw a movie like this.

I always thought Beebop and Rocksteady were in this.
Weird.

Anyone who likes movies or kids or kids in movies or kids making movies or practical effects or explosions or childhood or parents or being a good dad or being a bad dad or Harrison Ford will love this movie.

I'll be a nocturnal animal tonight after falling asleep watching this movie. 

But seriously I have a lot of angry thoughts about this movie but it will require a long form essay to accurately capture. 
TLDW ( too long didn't write): if I ever see another movie about a dude whose wife/daughter/insert female character has been raped and or murdered and HE is the one we have to feel for, I'm going to scream. Also how fucked up is that guy to write those things happening also how fucked up is she to fall into his manipulative trap. GAH.

He can screw his courage to MY sticking place any day.*

*Not sorry.

But I don't wanna save it for the podcast!

I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed.

In Ken Cosgrove.

That hug between Leia and Rey made me cry even harder the second time.

Welp I'm celibate.

Boring and sexist and annoying