A very wise man has crafted a theory about a formula, ever present in Disney animated films and doubly so in Pixar movies of late. The Grumpy/Spunky formula paints the picture of an eager main character teaming up with a grounded reluctant companion journeying to a far off destination to affect some plot important change in the prior. Coco, much like Inside Out and Moana before it, once again sets its protagonist out on a seemingly similar journey, but what follows is one of the best crafted family focused tearjerkers in years.
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Anyone who is familiar with my particular brand of nerd-dom knows where I land on the eternal struggle between Marvel fans and DC fans. I’m not hardline enough to completely ignore or blast DC products based on seeing the logo alone but I can’t deny my negative perception. If this was borne out of pure spite, that would be one thing, but the fact that DC has only produced one fantastic, post-Nolan film, is my main cause for concern. So far, we’ve been treated to bloated, CG slugfests, with little-to-no plot and hollow versions of some of the most iconic characters in comic book history. Justice League takes a few steps in the right direction but still feels like the product of a system that doesn’t quite understand what they’re trying to achieve.
So here it is! The most anticipated week of the century! The week where every DC Stan get’s to stand up and pound their chest and say “SEE! We can make a cinematic universe, too!” Justice League, woo! Anyways, just wait until Coco comes out, save your money.
I know. Another Marvel movie. How many of these dang things can they make? Aren’t they worried about fatigue? People being burnt out on what always promises to be the “Best Marvel movie yet!” How is it possible that they can justify this glut of films that end up being driven by the exact same formula, just with different heroes and backup dancers?
*Takes quick look at Thor’s projected weekend box office*
Up front, I want to say that I absolutely adore Stranger Things. It does this weird thing, in that it generates a feeling of nostalgia for a childhood that a) I didn’t really have and/or b) I only feel like I had because of all the movie and TV references it makes. Not that I wasn’t a miscreant, riding bikes all over creation and cursing profusely, but that Middle America, Stephen King style township and the surrounding geography abound were hard to come by in Florida. Still, it’s difficult to not see yourself and your friends in the Stranger Things kids, which I think is a huge part of the overall charm.