I've heard enough people complain about this one as "the worst" of the original trilogy that I guess it's A Thing People Think, but this is so deeply ingrained in me because of my childhood that I can find no fault in it. There are points where you can see the foreshadowing of how Lucas handled the prequels, but nothing ever comes even close to too bloated with its own weight to become nonsensical in the way that those movies do.
And for the record, I LIKE the Ewoks.
While Judy Garland is as wonderful as ever (she can do more acting with her eyes than many actors can with their whole body), the movie ultimately fails to live up to the musical and choreography promise of the fantastic "On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe". It's delightfully pleasant, though! And the barroom brawl between the prostitutes and the Harvey girls is just great.
It was really weird to me when people would say they didn't understand Inception, but if they saw it again, they'd probably get it. It's not a hard movie to understand. The only truly confusing part is the first thirty minutes, but once Cobb explains everything to Ariadne, the audience proxy, it's not hard to follow at all. Every part of the movie's logic is explained at least three times, which becomes detrimental to rewatches.
The Prestige is less easy…
I've never listened to any of Daniel Johnston's music, but this documentary puts you in his head and doesn't let you escape even when the demons come. You see the people who inadvertently hurt him and the people he inadvertently hurt. You see a musician's descent into madness. It's heartbreaking at points. I don't think there's anything sadder than seeing a father crying because he doesn't feel like he can do anything to help his son. But it's heartwarming. It's the story of a deeply troubled musician, but it's a story of love too.