Finally got to see it today, and for the most part enjoyed it.
I wasn't keen on having Palpatine return as he's had his slot, but with Snoke getting future endeavoured it's too late in the game to build up a new bad guy. Rey being a Palpatine was totally unnecessary too.
That said, it was great hearing The Emperor's theme again.
Horses. Stupid. What if there was no need for the "ground attack"? Yeah, we'll just have a shed load of horses clip-clopping around the ship, just in case.
Trundle-wheel-hairdryer-bot. Serves no purpose other than to provide a piece of merch at a lower price point than BB8.
Rey accidentally "killing" Chewie genuinely took me by surprise. Gutted that they only let the shock linger for about ten seconds.
In trying my upmost to avoid spoilers, I wasn't aware that Leia was made from old footage, but I had seen someone on FB whinging about a CGI Leia. As a result, my thoughts when she first appeared on screen were "Fucking hell, that's REALLY realistic".
Hux as the spy. It's like they couldn't think what to do with him, so thought they'd add a swerve for a swerves sake. With Kylo Ren unable to decide which side he's on, we needed unflinching maniacal Hux.
While I generally don't like people returning from the dead, a little bit of me did want Phasma to reappear and kick the fuck out of Finn.
Overall, it felt Star Warsy enough to fit in with what I loved about the series as a kid.
I figured that as this was (probably) the last time I get to see it on the big screen, I'd sit through the credits and appreciate that wonderful, iconic main theme. I first saw Star Wars in March of 1982 as a double bill in the build up for (as it was being promoted) Revenge of the Jedi. For a five year old to sit through around four and a half hours, and be so engrossed and captivated it seems unthinkable now. And it occurred to me that as well as being such a massive part off my childhood, Star Wars was something that I always had with my Mum. We saw the original trilogy together, the special editions and the prequels. She got me a magazine/book thing just before (the renamed) Return of the Jedi came out, detailing all the ships and the creatures in Jabba's palace because she knew that I was a nerd for such information. She took me to exhibitions of costumes and models, watch the Making Of..., and if none of my friends were available would entertain me as I played with my toys. And here I now was, 38 years later, listening to that last note sat all alone in this empty auditorium. I might have had a little cry.