I give Rogue One 3.5 stars out of 5.
I enjoyed the feel of this movie. It was very much like the first the Star Wars movies made. The scenery, music, aliens, clothing, etc. were all flawless in this regard. The story line fits seamlessly with Star Wars: Episode IV A New Hope. The CGI, voice mimicry, and actor choices used to make this so were outstanding. The new droid was intelligent and witty — perhaps the very best droid to date!
As I watched this movie, I found myself well satisfied with all of these things.
But when it was over, as I was walking out of the theater, I felt empty. No one I watched the movie with said anything. Not how great it was, or how bad. I finally said, “Really liked that new droid,” to which everyone agreed. Then we started talking about the superhero movie trailers with great animation. (I intend to watch them all.)
What was wrong?
There was only humor with the droid, and my biggest emotional attachment at the end was with this droid. Think about the amount of humor in the first three Star Wars movies made. Think about them stripped of that humor. This is what happened here. Also, there were no good times. There were numerous little scenes in the first three of people being people — yes, they were more interesting than most people, but they had heart and soul. Rogue One is unremittingly grim. Guardians of the Galaxy was a hit because of humor. Robert Downey Jr’s Iron Man is a hit in any movie because of humor. The only thing good about the last Star Trek movie was its humor and everyone loved it.
The first three Star Wars movies made became legend because of humor. Yes, these first movies had other great features, but without some good times and humor, they would have been like a meal made by a master chef with no salt and no beverage. There would have been no prequels or sequels; we would have forgotten them long ago.
They need to get Josh Whedon (Buffy, Firefly, Avengers) involved with these Star Wars movies, and fast.