The Skywalker saga meets its finish, but not with a bang.
J. C. Chandor's fourth feature may be a fluke for the director.
Julian Schnabel's take on the tormented artist finds beauty in a lack of flow.
Works as a rebuttal to fan service, living on its own with no fault. (✯✯✯✯)
Doesn't let down from its title. (✯✯✯✯)
Too inconsistent as both a socio-political commentary and too ugly as a comedy. (✯½)