Encanto ★★★½

Once in a generation, a film hits that showcases a star who shines so blindly bright that audiences can’t help but fall helplessly in love with them the second they make their debut. In an instance you become transfixed, simply unable to draw your eyes away from them. Such magnetism, such unparalleled charisma and unmatched talent rarely perforates the mainstream. Yet here it has. Naturally, I am referring to none other than Chiguiro the capybara. 

A star is born. They are our generation’s Brando. Not since Charles Laughton has there been such preening superciliousness distilled into one performance. If there were an Oscar for Best Supporting Giant Cavy Rodent then this fuzzy little devil would sweep every goddamn year from here to eternity. When I say I can’t wait for the Chiguiro shorts which will inevitably hit Disney+ in the months to come, I mean it with all my being. I cannot wait: physically, mentally, and spiritually. Encanto is amazing if not purely for introducing Chiguiro to me and the world. However, it certainly suffer from a severe lack of capybara content which I pray they remedy in the sequels.

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