Happy days are here at FC HQ as Ron Howard pulled his best Fonzie and punched the proverbial jukebox on this back-saga. In shuffling through the old records of the overtly selfish yet sympatico smuggler, we value this enlightenment and entertainment yet we also run upstairs to make sure our old Solo figurines are pristine. And that’s just fine.

Han (Ehrenreich) is bathed in manipulation and deceit, but humorously, so we love him for it. And this film lobs itself into the Star Wars tempo nicely as most characters, even moreso than Han, are spun with impurity, comedic or malicious, in their intentions. Well, except for Chewie (Suotamo) who humorously lends his balance to Han’s shady conscience from the beginning.

Solo begins Han’s history with the Millennium Falcon and, ergo, introduces Lando (Glover) and his effortless cool, portrayed flawlessly. Han’s slippery relations with Qi’ra (Clarke) percolate and, as she plays all the boys, we see the only sincere character might be current novio, Vos (Bettany). And, as Beckett (Harrelson) bestows curious nuggets, we accelerate into the cushions between a mobster and a rebellion.

Solo, the film, is double the fun, as our favorite Corellian bootleger runs 4.61 napkins out of 5.