I remember watching the first of the sequels. There's that scene where the golden british robot twink appears on screen with a red arm and he yells right into the camera "hello! It's me! C3PO! Do you remember me? You might not recognize me because of my red arm, but it's still me. I just have a red arm! It's me, C3PO!" And I thought to myself: Is this what culture is going to be now?

Just endless regurgitation of the same slop with superficial changes, each of which will be explained to soothe a coddled audience angry that youth is fleeting and their bodies are decaying? So they can be led to the merch store where they are handheld through the ordeal of deciding on what funko pop to get? (The one with the new red arm).
Yes. That is what culture would be from now on. I didn't watch the following movies.

Andor is good though. So is Knives Out.