I have to admit that these movies bother me in a couple of ways. Firstly they make me fell so guilty for not playing with my toys 24/7. The ones in the movie always get so hurt by the fact that a kid grows up and they get ignored.
Secondly I wonder if the ones sealed in original packaging (as most of mine are since they were bought after I left University) are getting enough air. I hate how much doom and gloom the toys in this movie express. I want to yell, "It's NOT MY FAULT that I discovered breasts."
Someone at the toy factory needed to tell them that their 'play' time would not be a 'forever' thing. Too much angst. Andy should how gotta a Sigmund Freud figure to add to the toy box.
The premise is pretty simple. Woody and the same group of toys from the previous movies believe that Andy threw them out because they were junk. Only Woody knows the truth that it was an accident and tries to convince the others of that as they are all taken to be donated to a local day care center.
Of course the day care is like heaven or crack for toys. They get held and played with and for a group who have been sequestered in the dark of the toy box for too long, they don't ever want to go home. They even receive a warm welcome from the toys already there. Little do they know what fate has in store for them.
By this time Woody's plan to get back to Andy has run into a snag.
I know by this point you are all wondering what I think of new octopus toy character. He's a BUM. He's degenerate trash and bring shame and dishonor to the noble tradition that is toy. He represents the bad side of the tracks just like I have always suspected. When you see what he is doing in the candy machine you will see what I mean. 'Henchopus' is the term I have been looking for.
I have to say that for part of this movie it takes an odd turn into some kind of southern prison movie that I found uncomfortable to watch. I know if I was younger it would have scared the hell out of me, not knowing, as I do now, that everything will be all right in the end. But Oy Veh, it was a slog to get there.
I also have to give a special shout out to the clown toy. His story and ennui was so sweet and so sad that I wanted to lick the screen. A truly miserable tale of woe.
Of course what we all come to see is the magnificent way these films wrap up their stories. This one is no exception. It's a beautiful piece of perfectly planned hi-jinks.
Mr. Potato Head has never been so cool and the appearance of El Buzzo made me laugh out loud.
I enjoyed the film very much despite the misgivings I expressed. I think they brought the whole story full circle. I hope that this is all we see from this group for that reason. It's interesting that the kids that grew up watching these films are about the same age as Andy.
I would never suggest that it's time to put away the things of youth and move on but maybe a nice place, on display where they are loved and appreciated (like in the Cave of Cool) is the spot for toys to go when we all grow up. They will always be loved. I hope my toys wouldn't want it any other way.
I cried like a man at the end and now am totally emotionally drained.
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2 comments:
It is a great movie, without a doubt. We all loved it, and some of us cried, some of us choked up. It was a tough, but satisfying end, to the series.
And we have sort of lived Andy's life here, through my son. He grew up playing with his own Buzz and Woody, with his name on their feet. He had the hardest time watching it. And that is the sign of a good film. The hit all the right notes.
How many companies would actually care enough to create something that doesn't only makes money but makes memories. They put us through the ringer but that only made the payoff just that much sweeter to experience. I was very touched by it.
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