A spectacle worthy of its subject. Austin Butler is a revelation in this main role and, dare I say it, even upstages Tom Hanks in a rare not-so-nice-guy turn for him. The pace swings wildly in typical Baz Luhrman style, but it’s a perfect match for this sweeping story, if, a little too long. A fitting tribute to the superstar.
Aggressively average for a Pixar movie. Lightyear comes with all the polish you would expect from the studio, but with only half the heart and humour of previous releases. Make no mistake, Pixar hasn’t sold out with this one - the concept is solid, but perhaps is inherently restrictive given the pitch that “this is the 1995 movie Andy saw”. On the scale of Pixar, it’s more Cars than anything else, but still a cut above even the most average animated title from other studios.
This is a film about being a parent, being a child, being a part of the universe, about love, who we choose to love, letting go, the kindness we choose, how meaningful our gestures are and how pointless it all is. It’s about days where it all feels useless, it’s about kung-fu, googley eyes, the choices we made and didn’t along the way. Its about acceptance, culture, sentient rocks, raccoons, shared moments and hot dog fingers. I guess really, it’s about everything, everywhere, all at once. And I loved it.
As much of a delight it is to have any marvel property on the big screen, Multiverse of Madness is often lacking in the fun and substance that made the first Doctor Strange outing feel original. The females shine in Multiverse, with Wanda and Chavez carrying the majority of the story on their shoulders.
The third act is Raimi having as much PG-13 fun as he can, but the 90 minutes leading up to it can often feel meandering.