Pixar does Acromegaly?
Just saw Up. Pixar have done it again, but you already knew that. I’ll try to keep my gushing to a manageable flow. I walked into Up purposefully not having watched any of the trailers, maintaining a media blackout of sorts. And while I enjoyed Wall-E, it didn’t resonate with me as other Pixar films had, namely, The Incredibles – one of my favorite films of all times. All hail Brad Bird. But we’re not here to talk about the Incredibles, only Up. So where were we? Well, any film that transports me back to feeling like a giddy five year old (and there were more than a few of them in the theater) is off to a good start. And then any film that makes me well up in the first ten minutes (Ellie), and then takes me on a journey that can only be (poorly) described as equal parts Miyazaki (Howl’s Moving Castle), Spielberg (Indy) and Lucas (Star Wars!) but is also its own fantastically unique tale, is a movie that I’m going to gush about. I mean, come on, the dude decides to walk like 10 miles with a house strapped on his back. The talking dogs had me laughing at every turn, and I couldn’t decide which was funnier, the lovable Dug or malevolent Alpha, with his broken communicator. Pure genius.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to quite switch off from work, and couldn’t help but think that Ellie’s demise perhaps had to do with congestive heart failure, and that Carl probably suffered from some sort of endocrinopathy, by way of his protruding chin and frontal bossing. I should really try and not watch these films after a run of eight straight days at the hospital. Anyhow, Pete Docter and the rest of Pixar – Hat’s Off!