I remain completely blase about the new trilogy. The new cartoon series has already confirmed my strongest suspicions, that Star Wars without Lucas is not Star Wars and it shows. In spades.

The title of the new film was announced last week. I felt absolutely nothing when I read it. It means nothing. It's safe and dull and that's what the film will be - no surprises to upset the apple cart because the makers of this movie want so desperately to please the fans of my generation. It's the worst example of the tail wagging the dog.

When I mentioned the new title to my son and wife, I could practically see the tumbleweed rolling across the living room floor.

Maybe this is my cut-off point for the saga. Return Of The Jedi is, for me, the best way to end the series so I think I can happily call closure on something of which I've been a fan since the age of five. That way, from Jabba to Jar Jar, all my memories will be happy ones.