A SPOILER-FILLED Discussion on Captain America: Brave New World

 Once more, SPOILER-ALERT. If you haven't seen this movie and don't want to be spoiled, please look elsewhere.

All right, here we go.

Truth be told, there's very little to spoil about Captain America: Brave New World, that hasn't already been spoiled in the trailers, the foremost of which being Thaddeus "Thunderbolt" Ross' transformation into the Red Hulk, which is all over the film's promotional materials.  That said, an in-depth discussion of the plot and its implications on the Marvel Cinematic Universe moving forward is only possible by wading into what few spoilers remain.

MUTANT DAWN

For me, the most prominent plot point worth noting here is easily the most obvious, namely the introduction of the metal adamantium, which was left out of the trailers, probably more out of a desire to cut a more brisk trailer than to avoid spoilers.  While the introduction of the X-Men into the Marvel Cinematic Universe has always been a question of "when" and not "if, there was the lingering question of how long it would take Kevin Feige to make his move towards making that happen. While the mention of mutants in the little-seen Ms. Marvel and the more widely seen Black Panther: Wakanda Forever felt like soft steps in this direction, the introduction of adamantium in this film is a much more emphatic gesture.

WOULD-BE ARCH VILLAINS INTRODUCED

There are other things worth noting, too, though. I, for one was grateful to see the MCU finally pay off the teaser involving Tim Blake Nelson's Samuel Sterns, aka Mr. Blue at the end of The Incredible Hulk,  in which his gamma-irradiated head began to swell to hint at what was to come. Such was the anticipation to see the Leader, one of the Hulk's most prominent villains, that people even got excited at the thought of him showing up in the She-Hulk TV series a couple of years ago.  

Was the payoff what Hulk fans would have hoped for? In a word, no. The Leader is one of Hulk's most significant bad guys, but he's extremely watered-down here, despite Nelson's best efforts and some nicely creepy makeup. That said, I did like that they finally paid him off, and left room for a better creative team to use him down the line.  That's the advantage of not killing one's bad guys. The same can be said for Giancarlo Esposito's Sidewinder. However poorly handled these characters are, at least they're on the table

ALL-HULKED OUT

While this movie has provided a couple of promising villains a rather muted entry into the MCU, it's also provided a bit of an exit for a longtime MCU character in Thaddeus "Thunderbolt" Ross, who only turned into a red Hulk because he was taking meds to keep him alive; meds that, unbeknownst to him, had been supercharged with gamma radiation.  Without the gamma meds, Ross is surely not much longer for this world, and the fact that Marvel cast an 82-year-old Harrison Ford to replace the late William Hurt and not a younger actor suggests to me that they don't see themselves getting that much more mileage out of this character. I wouldn't be surprised if Ross' next appearance is in a funeral or memorial scene. 

BULLET DODGED FOR BUCKY

The movie looks poised to end its theatrical run with more or less a half-billion dollars in global grosses, which is less than half of what its immediate predecessor, Captain America: Civil War made  almost nine years ago, back when Marvel movies were unassailable at the box office.  That said, it never really was going to scale those heights, especially considering that Sam's arc of embracing his identity as Captain Ameria, a much more compelling story than what was on offer here, was already played out in his TV series, and considering that rather than set off in a new, exciting direction, the film borrowed heavily from the  best Captain America film ever, The Winter Soldier.   One section of fandom goes on about how Bucky should have been Cap after Steve Rogers retired, but the truth is he would not have done a whole lot better in this movie than Sam did, so essentially Marvel saved him for what could genuinely be a better film in the upcoming Thunderbolts*.

Anyway, those are my thoughts on this film, but I will be back to share my thoughts on the next Marvel Film coming up: Thunderbolts*!

Picking up Loose Threads: A Review of Captain America: Brave New World (Spoiler-free)

directed by Julius Onah

written by Rob Edwards, Malcolm Spellman, Dalan Musson, Julius Onah and Peter Glanz

Captain America: Brave New World is, for those keeping count, the 35th film Marvel Cinematic Universe film, the fourth one to bear the name "Captain America" and the first film in which someone other than Steve Rogers wears the star-spangled banner and the Vibranium shield, that someone being Sam Wilson (Anthony Mackie).  It's a film that has provoked reactions that range from lukewarm to downright hostile. Personally, though, I enjoyed it, even in spite of its many flaws. I was pleasantly surprised by a few things, some of which I can discuss without spoiling key plot points, and some of which I will have to set aside for a separate, spoiler-laden discussion. 

The film begins with Captain America chasing down a group of thieves who have  stolen a highly-valuable asset and have now holed up in a Mexican church, where they plan to meet their mysterious buyer. Sam, aided by his buddy Joaquin Torres (Danny Ramirez) and the military, is able to stop the sale and retrieve the asset, which turns out to be a precious metal called adamantium, which has been harvested from the remains of Tiamut, the stillborn Celestial who almost destroyed the Earth in the film The Eternals, which is currently resting in the Indian Ocean.  Retrieving it was crucial because the United States of America, of which Thaddeus "Thunderbolt" Ross (Harrison Ford) is now the President, is currently negotiating a treaty with Japan and other world leaders to extract the adamantium and distribute it all around the world. 

Ross invites Sam and Joaquin to attend one of his conferences in which he tries to convince world leaders to sign the treaty, but Sam only agrees to go if Ross also invites Isaiah Bradley (Carl Lumbly) a soldier who served as Captain America in the 50s but who was locked up for crimes he didn't commit.  Just before the meeting, Ross takes Sam aside and asks him to help him restart the Avengers, which makes Sam distinctly uncomfortable given Ross' spotty history with the Avengers.  That is set aside when Ross begins his pitch to world leaders for the treaty, only for the unthinkable to occur; Bradley and several other people present at the event suddenly try to shoot Ross and other world leaders. Sam, Joaquin and the President's security detail, headed by the no-nonsense Ruth Bat-Seraph (Shira Haas) neutralize the threat, but even as Isaiah is carted off to jail again, Sam is convinced something else here is at work and tries in vain to convince Ross to let him investigate what really happened. 

Of course, someone else really is behind what happened, and Sam, Joaquin and President Ross are about to find out who it is and what a threat  he truly poses to the brave new world they are trying to create.

Yes, this movie was deeply flawed. The dialogue was unbelievably clunky at time, the seams at which the plot was taken apart and sewn back together were painfully obvious in some places, and quite sadly, the film really did feel like a lesser version of Captain America: The Winter Soldier.  I'd be interested to see the YouTube videos comparing key scenes from the two movies, because there are plenty of similarities 

It would be pretty easy to pick apart individual aspects of the production as well: Laura Karpman's omnipresent music score pales next to the work of Alan Silvestri and Henry Jackman, the action choreography, while competent enough, is sometimes all over the place, and the computer generated imagery...well, that's just a low-hanging fruit at this point when it comes to Marvel movie gripes. Roast me all you want, but I did like the Red Hulk scenes, for the most part. I thought they were pretty well-done, all things considered.

What genuinely surprised me was the earnestness of the performances. This, for me, kept the movie afloat when its many foibles threatened to sink it. Anthony Mackie hit all the right notes as a still-reluctant Captain America filled, with both unbelievable courage and crushing self-doubt, and he and Danny Ramirez have a fun, buddy-cop chemistry going on that helps keep the film light.  The most pleasant surprise for me, by far, was Harrison Ford, who at 82 genuinely acted in this movie.  I expected him to phone in his performance, the way he sleepwalked through the recent Star Wars movies and, perhaps even more embarrassingly, in the last Indiana Jones movie, but I'll be darned; he showed up and gave a rousing performance that would have done the late William Hurt proud. Considering that he did this with such a slipshod script, his performance was nothing short of outstanding. 

Finally, I appreciated that this movie picked up story threads from earlier, unloved Marvel properties like The Eternals and found something useful to do with them, and it's nice to see the MCU feeling a bit connected again.  I know it wasn't everyone's cup of tea and I completely get that, but I enjoyed myself. Yes, the MCU has a very long way to go before it reaches the height of Avengers: Endgame again (assuming it ever does) but if nothing else, this movie is at least an improvement on some of its misses of late (including the TV series). 

7/10 

More Nostalgia Plundering: A (Very Late) Review of Beetlejuice Beetlejuice

 directed by Tim Burton

written by Alfred Gough and Miles Millar

As I write this, this film is now available on every single form of home video, including digital release and physical media like Blu Ray, 4K and DVD.  And yet...I actually watched this film in theaters.

One could say that a very busy schedule kept me from reviewing this film as soon as I saw it, but that would be a lie. The truth is that I spent all that time from September up until right now, grappling with my disappointment over how this movie turned out.

To give a little bit of context: the original 1988 film Beetlejuice is one of my all-time favorite movies. I watched it as a child with my aunt and little sister and enjoyed it immensely.  Years later, I introduced it to my children on DVD, and one of them in particular, of the goth girl persuasion, took to it with nearly the same enthusiasm that I did.  While talks about the sequel had been going on and off again for years, when it became clear that one was on its way, it was more than a movie that my daughter and I were looking forward to: it was a generational experience.  So to say that my daughter and I were disappointed would be an extreme understatement.

So, decades after the first film ended, Lydia Deetz (Winona Ryder) is eking out a living as a medium with her own reality show, where she is managed by her beau Rory (Justin Theroux) but is unfortunately estranged  from her daughter Astrid (Jenna Ortega). Ironically, her most cordial relationship in her life is with her stepmother Delia (Catherine O'Hara) who approaches her with unfortunate news: her father Charles has died.  As a result, in deference to his last wishes, Delia, Lydia and Astrid head back to Winter River, Connecticut, where they moved during the events of the first film, and head back to their old home, only for Lydia to discover that someone else from her past is still gunning for her, none other than the spurned bio-exorcist Betelgueuse (Michael Keaton), who's facing problems of his own in the afterlife, apparently his ex-wife Delores (Monica Belluicci) has broken free of the random packages in which she was stored for some reason, and resumes her quest to murder Betelgeuse that she was unable to fulfil because he had killed her first. His only hope is apparently to marry Lydia or something like that. In the meantime, in Winter River, Astrid finds herself attracted to boy who isn't quite what he seems. Hijinks ensue.   

If the synopsis sounds cluttered, rest assured that's because the plot it's summarizing is. The original movie, in contrast, had a very similar premise: a young couple, played by Alec Baldwin and Geena Davis (who are dismissed from this film with a single line of dialogue) die and find themselves trapped in their house. a living family moves in and makes their lives hell, and so they turn to a "bio-exorcist" named Betelguese to rid them of their problem. Hijinks ensue. Pretty simple, right?

The problem with this movie was that the filmmakers seemed torn between wanting to mine the nostalgia from the first film (look at all the guys with shrunken heads, just like the guy in the first movie!) and wanting to cash in on the popularity of Tim Burton's recent Netflix series Wednesday (let's have Jenna play a rebel again, who falls for the wrong guy...again). The  end result is a middling, muddled film at best, and at worst a bastardization of one of Tim Burton's most original, quirkiest works.  It wasn't all bad, of course; Michael Keaton kills it as the "ghost with the most" while Willem Dafoe entertains as an actor who, for reasons that are never explained, has become a detective in the afterlife. 

I've seen worse movies, but none of those were the long-awaited sequel to one of my favorite films ever, so this one was hard to endure. 

6/10

Nostalgia Mining Gone Wrong: A Review of Twisters

directed by Lee Isaac Chung

written by Mark L. Smith and Joseph Kosinski

I was big fan of the 1996 disaster-film Twister, starring Helen Hunt and the late, great Bill Paxton as estranged storm chasers Jo and Bill Harding.  It was actually a pretty silly movie, with a paper-thin plot and visual effects that have not aged too well, but there was something about its storytelling, from the pacing, to the exposition about tornadoes to laypeople like me, to strong performances from nearly the whole cast that charmed my socks off. In particular, I loved the late, great Philip Seymour Hoffman's wacky turn as dusty, a member of Bill and Jo's storm-chasing crew. I also remember that this was one of the first movies I ever saw in a THX-equipped movie theater, which was a big deal back in the 90s.  In short my affection for this film prompted me to check out the sequel: Twisters.  

It's a movie that, to be fair, does not seek to emulate the original film in any way, but an unfortunate consequence of that is, to my mind, at least, it does not replicate any of its charm. 

When the film begins, Kate (Daisy Edgar Jones), her friend Javi (Anthony Ramos) and their crew of Oklahoma-based storm chasers are on a mission: to "tame" a tornado using several barrels of their chemical cocktail similar to what baby diapers use to absorb moisture.  Unfortunately, the tornado taming chemicals don't work, and everyone in the crew except Kate and Javi suffers a horrific fate. 

Years later, Kate is working a desk job detecting storms for a government agency from New York when Javi hits her up to go storm chasing out in the field one last time. Javi has gone into business chasing and studying storms, but his main financial backers, basically a real estate company don't exactly share his altruistic intentions when it comes to dealing with tornadoes.  Also, his partner Scott (David Corenswet) is more interested in the money than the science, as well. Notably, nobody on Javi's crew has Kate's storm-detecting skills, which is why he looks her up, and for old times' sake, she agrees to help him out, and they both head out to where it all began: Oklahoma, where a slew of tornadoes appears to be taking place. Complicating things, though, are the presence of other storm-chasing glory hounds racing to the same spots and disrupting their efforts, including, most notably, the crew of YouTuber Tyler Owens (Glen Powell) who are more interesting in stunts like shooting rockets into tornadoes than actually studying them.  Worst of all, out in the field for the first time since the catastrophe that took the lives of her crew, Kate loses her nerve. 

As Kate continues chasing tornadoes with Javi and his corporate crew, she starts doing some soul-searching, especially when the tornadoes start tearing up towns in the area and both Javi's backers and Tyler's crew start showing what kind of people they really are.  One group is only interested in buying up the land that's just been wrecked, while the other are actually giving out supplies.  

After a verbal spat with Javi over what his people are doing, Kate asks herself: should she get back in the game, and finish what she started years ago, with her mission to tame tornadoes? This time, she may actually have an unlikely ally: Tyler.  Under his glory-seeking veneer, Tyler is apparently a very gifted weather nerd, just like Kate, and he takes a keen interest in helping her (and in her). Together, they might be able to pull of the impossible, though they're running out of time. 

The good news is that like Helen Hunt before her, Daisy Edgar Jones turns in a commendable performance as the lead. Her back story does have the air of cliche about it, but she sells it, along with her American accent, pretty darn well. She has an easygoing chemistry with Javi, her colleague with a bit of an unrequited attraction to her.  

One of the bigger problems of the movie, though, is that while Glen Powell is a competent enough actor, his character was just awfully written, and worse, the chemistry between him and Edgar Jones just wasn't there.  Virtually everything about their interaction, from their eyeroll-inducing "meet-cute" to her discovery of his "heart of gold" is ripped straight out of Hollywood's playbook of awful romantic cliches.  Producer Steven Spielberg has openly admitted to having their one kiss cut from the movie, and quite frankly I couldn't agree more with the decision.  It honestly grated on me how hard the film "shipped" these two.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the film's only problem. The ingredients were actually there for a worthwhile sequel; the plot was easy enough to follow, Kate and Javi were likable and played well by Edgar-Jones and Ramos, and the updated visual effects promised more spectacle than the first film did. However, uneven pacing, stilted dialogue and ineffective staging of the action sequences resulted in a film that failed to live up to its charming but already flawed predecessor.  

Maybe I'm just too hung up on my nostalgia for the first film, but this one really didn't do anything for me. 

6/10

Richard Linklater's Weird Preoccupation (Spoiler alert)

 I was supposed to write this nearly two months ago, after I had seen Richard Linklater's latest film, Hit Man on Netflix, but between work and more interesting things to do, like watch movies in theaters, I just couldn't find the time. Still I feel I need to write this, since it's been percolating in my mind for a while, and since Glen Powell is still very much topical, being in the blockbuster film Twisters out in theaters now (which I intend to watch).

In 2011, Richard Linklater, a well-regarded director and screenwriter responsible for memorable films like School of Rock, Boyhood and the "Before" trilogy (Before Sunrise, Before Sunset, Before Midnight), made a curious, little-seen film known as Bernie, which starred Jack Black as the title character, Shirley MacLaine as Marjorie Nugent, the elderly widow whom Bernie befriended and later murdered in cold blood, Matthew McConaughey as a prosecutor determined to put Bernie behind bars, and a whole bunch of townspeople who actually lived through the events that started with Bernie's bizarre friendship with Mrs. Nugent and ended with her brutal murder at his hands and his eventual trial and incarceration. Not actors playing the townspeople, notably, the actual townspeople.   It's actually an interesting hybrid of comedy, drama, and documentary, and Linklater unflinchingly depicts the very moment in which Bernie takes Mrs. Nugent's life with a rifle, after which he stuffs her in a freezer. As a piece of narrative, it actually works, but when one learns that it actually served as some kind of advocacy for Bernie Tiede's reduced sentence, suddenly the film takes on a wholly different complexion.  However one feels about the characters in this film, it is not denied that Bernie Tiede murdered Marjorie Nugent, and yet, somehow, for a few years it began to look as if this film might result in Bernie's case being retried with him receiving a lighter sentence, all because of Jack Black's highly sympathetic portrayal of the character. That particular crusade ended in 2016 when Bernie was re-sentenced to 99 years in prison. 

Linklater would go on to make other films, so one would think that was over, right? I know I did.

Then, bizarrely, in this year's Hit Man, Linklater has his lead characters commit murder in cold blood and then  go off happily into the sunset.  This ending comes, bizarrely enough, after Linklater spends a portion of the film discussing the ethics of putting people in jail for wanting to kill someone so badly they're willing to offer money to someone else to do it.  This would have simply been off-putting were it not for the existence of Bernie; it would have felt like such a sour endnote to what was an otherwise entertaining and very competently-made film. Like Bernie, it should be noted Hit Man was inspired by true events, specifically the very interesting story of a college professor named Gary Johnson, who actually moonlighted as a fake hit man for the local police in order to entrap people who wanted to have other people killed. Unlike Bernie Tiede, however, Gary Johnson never actually killed anybody, and yet Linklater took the bizarre liberty of not only having him kill someone but having him outright murder that person.  I don't understand why anyone would want to tell a story like that; I know if I were one of Johnson's heirs, I wouldn't be happy about it.

Is it possible that Linklater was chafing at how his film had failed to have the impact he had hoped it would on Bernie Tiede's trial, and so, years later, made this film in which someone gets away with murder as some form of catharsis?  It is, of course, impossible to say, but I honestly cannot help but wonder if there is some kind of spiritual connection between these two movies.  

A Fond Farewell: A Review of Deadpool and Wolverine

 directed by Shawn Levy

written by Ryan Reynolds, Rhett Reese, Paul Wernick, Zeb Wells and Shawn Levy

After feeling bad about Marvel Studios' recent stumbles, I was happy to learn that the once seemingly-unstoppable box-office behemoth would only be releasing one movie in all of 2024: Deadpool and Wolverine. It wasn't exactly a movie I had been pining for my whole life long to see, but having enjoyed  both of Deadpool's first couple of cinematic outings I was looking forward to this with cautious optimism. I need not have worried, as it turned out.

Basically, after retiring from costumed heroics to sell cars, Wade Wilson aka Deadpool (Ryan Reynolds) isn't exactly living his best life.  While celebrating his birthday with his friends, he finds himself abducted by the Time Variance Authority and brought before one of its chief officers known only as Paradox (Matthew MacFadyen), who tells Wade that his timeline is about to die, having been deprived of its "anchor being," essentially an entity necessary for any given universe's continued existence. In this case, the anchor being of Deadpool's universe is the deceased Logan aka Wolverine (Hugh Jackman) who died at the end of Logan. Deadpool is being offered the chance to join the "sacred timeline" or the "main" Marvel Cinematic Universe, but is also informed that everyone in his world will die, including his friends and loved ones like Vanessa (Morena Baccarin), Pete (Rob Delaney), Blind Al (Leslie Uggams), and Colossus (Stefan Kapicic), among others.   Distraught, Deadpool escapes the TVA, and exhumes Logan, believing his healing factor has saved him, only to be disappointed. Undeterred, however, Deadpool jumps across universes, attempting to recruit one Wolverine variant after another only to be repeatedly rebuffed until he finds one and brings him back to the TVA. Unfortunately, Paradox tells Wade that this is the worst Wolverine ever, and then banishes them both to the Void.  Wade is now in a race against time to get back to his timeline and save it from certain destruction, which could prove to be a bit of a challenge, considering that the Void is run by a particularly nasty character named Cassanda Nova (Emma Corrin)  who happens to be Charles Xavier's twin sister from another reality, who, like Deadpool and many others, was sent here.

There are a couple of assumptions I had about this movie that I was happy to see disproven, but I won't go into them so as to avoid spoiling crucial plot details, but I will say this much, I was surprised by how much heart a movie this irreverent managed to have, especially in reference to the now officially-defunct "Fox Marvel Universe." This movie, as unlikely as this may sound, is actually a bit of a love letter to those old movies, without the earliest of which the MCU would not exist.

Even though this is the first Deadpool movie to be released under the Marvel Studios banner, it's still made very much in the mold of the first two films, with all of the key ingredients like graphic violence, plenty of sexual references and enough f-bombs to make Quentin Tarantino blush.  It's Marvel Studios' first-ever "R" movie, and it earns the rating and then some in its first five minutes alone.  There's plenty to enjoy for those  of us who aren't just in it for the potty mouths and the gore; the action sequences are quite-well staged, and the humor, for the most part, works pretty well, especially with all of the "meta" references to the Marvel Cinematic Universe, among other things.

Unfortunately, the writing underpinning all of this is arguably the weakest of any of the Deadpool movies; the plot kind of feels like the kind of story that wouldn't even stand up to casual scrutiny, and even some of the expository dialogue, tongue-in-cheek as it may be, feels a bit off.  

Fortunately, this is mostly offset by the fantastic chemistry between Reynolds and Jackman, in their first onscreen team-up since they appeared together in the disastrous 2009 film X-Men Origins: Wolverine.  At its heart, this movie is a buddy comedy, and these two guys really sell the heck out of it. For all its shortcomings, this film is definitely something worth catching in movie theaters.

8.5/10

Return to Form: A Review of Inside Out 2

 directed by Kelsey Mann

written by Meg LeFauve, Dave Holstein and Mann

Nine years after Pixar charmed audiences around the world with Inside Out, an animated movie about the inner workings of a human mind, presented as a work place with five anthropomorphic emotions, they're back with its sequel, Inside Out 2, which, as I write this, is apparently charming audiences even more than the first one did to the tune of a billion dollars at the box office. 

Set several years after the events of the first film, Inside Out 2 begins with Riley (Kensington Tallman) enjoying her middle school years with her two best friends Grace (Grace Lu) and Bree (Sumayyah Nuriddin-Green), who do everything with her, including play her favorite sport, hockey. When the three of them are invited to a summer hockey camp, Riley couldn't be happier. As a result, the emotions residing inside her, Joy (Amy Poehler), Anger (Lewis Black), Sadness (Phyllis Smith), Fear (Tony Hale), and Disgust (Liza Lapira) live in a pretty harmonious balance especially since together, they are charged with taking care of the most important thing Riley has: her sense of self, which is the sum total of all of her memories and beliefs formed as a result. 

Suddenly, Riley is thrown for a loop when a number of things happen. First, she hits puberty, and the resulting hormonal swings suddenly mean that the five emotions' control console no longer works as it should, and on top of that, four new emotions arrive at headquarters: Anxiety (Maya Hawke), Envy (Ayo Edibiri), Ennui (Adel Exarchopoulos) and Embarrassment (Paul Walter Hauser).  Then, the real doozy hits when Grace and Bree, en route to hockey camp, tell Riley that they'll be moving to a different high school.  As a direct result, Anxiety comes to the fore, hatching an elaborate plan for Riley to make friends with the popular varsity hockey players led by Val Ortiz (Lilimar). Faced with the imminent departure of her friends, Riley wants to ensure that she makes new ones at hockey camp, and Anxiety, as a result, overpowers Joy and the other five emotions, imprisoning them in the bowels of Riley's mind, and sets her own plan in motion even if it means mistreating Grace and Bree and basically going against everything she believes in, thus eroding her sense of self.   Joy and the others are now in a race of time to save Riley from the consequences of violating her own belief system, as Anxiety, now in control makes one questionable decision after another. Will they make it in time?

With the exception of the first sequel to Toy Story, sequels to Pixar films have an unfortunate tendency to regurgitate what happened in the film that came before them, albeit with a variation or two.  This was true for sequels to Finding Nemo and even The Incredibles, and if I'm completely honest it's a bit on display here as well.  Beat for beat, Inside Out 2 basically repeats the story of the first movie, from the happy status quo, to the disruption to Riley's life that involves someone moving away, to grappling with new, difficult emotions. That said, even though the film retreads familiar ground, it does so astonishingly well, and with, I daresay, some pretty authentic emotional beats. 

It was a masterstroke to introduce Anxiety as the film's actual antagonist, because grappling with anxiety is something that virtually everyone in the audience, regardless of their age, gender or social background has done at one point or another in their lives, and is probably why the film has connected with so many people all around the world. There's something really fascinating about the design choices made for the character, who, unlike the generally cute and cuddly-looking characters is quite distinctly ugly and haggard-looking, a look that, surprisingly, goes rather well with her domineering, obsessive personality. From my own experience  I found it totally believable that anxiety could essentially take over Riley's mind, and I'm pretty sure a lot of other people in the audience could relate to that, too.

This is when Pixar are in peak form; when they create stories that, rather than pander to one interest group or another, really manage to tell compelling stories to which people from all walks of life can completely relate. May they continue to make movies like this. 

9.5/10