As a man in his twilight years (30), I've long-since abandoned all struggle against the baffling CGI-ification of the original Star Wars trilogy. Yes, there are plenty of ways to get your hands on painstakingly assembled high-res versions of the original theatrical releases, but usually I just want to collapse on a sofa and turn on Star Wars. You can always skip through Jedi Rocks.
But numb as I am to George Lucas' unwillingness to leave well-enough alone, even I was baffled by the 2019...