If it's the Toronto Star review, what was actually said was this:
Remember what an elegantly simple story the original Star Wars was, and the incomprehensible, tangle of fan-boy canon-fodder it became?
Imagine if Lucas had immediately thrown Jar Jar at us, and the Sith, as well as the Force being the energy of midichlorians in the bloodstream of Jedis.
With the ineptly-marketed John Carter the usually sharp storyteller Andrew Stanton (Wall-E) has taken a similar saga and decided to skip the simple story part and go straight to the "Wait ... who the what now?"
As someone who read Edgar Rice Burroughs' Carter books when I was 13, I can understand how devoted you can become to every bit of a cherished memory.