Hated it. Crap writing.
Luke - Hey, that's my old / fathers lightsaber, let me just throw it over my shoulder. // Lets see, I was the only person in the universe who saw good in my father before, but I get one inkling of my student / nephew leaning towards the dark side - yeah, I think I'll kill him. // I failed at running my own training academy, so I came here to die and gave up on the rest of the universe.
Leia - space Mary Poppins. Give me a break. Why didn't they have her sacrifice herself in the hyperspace jump instead of admiral gender studies? Or at least have Ackbar go out with some flair. Or let her die after getting blasted in space?
Finn / Rose - useless subplot. Lets release the horses, but leave the slave kids.
Del Toro - While Finn and Rose are looking for the 1 person in the universe who can help them, I randomly show up in the same cell and magically have the same ability to break through first order shields that only that one other guy had.
Poe - Thanks admiral gender studies for not telling me what the plan is, so I have to come up with a way to get most of us killed.
Admiral gender studies - I'm not going to tell my best pilot what the plan is, he is not important enough to know. I'm also going to wait until most of the transports are destroyed before I take action to destroy the first order fleet. No comment on the fact that hyperspace in Star Wars was always another dimension, that only gravity could interfere with.
Snoke - I know most of you guys had a lot of questions about who I was after The Force Awakens, like am I really Darth Plagueous, or am I so old that I predate the Jedi order and have just been waiting for the Jedi / Sith and the prophecy to wipe each other out before I return to power? But - you're not going to find out, I was just killed.
Rey - I learned how to fight with lightsaber in about 5 seconds before, then I got a couple half assed lessons from Luke, but I am one of the most powerful force users in the universe now. Oh and my parents, guess I was a force child like Anakin since I only saw myself in the mirror. BTW, you can call me Mary Sue. I did steal those Whill books though, perhaps I will read them.
Overall, I have no desire to watch the next movie. Not because of the poor writing of this one, but mostly because I couldn't care less about any of the characters left. Thanks Disney. Every other Star Wars Movie, you wanted to see the next one, to see what happened to the people and with the story. But not with this one.