To Infinity...

So I saw this pretty cool action movie last night. You might have heard of it. A little film called Toy Story 3.

It's clever, funny, entertaining all around. So why did I not fall in love with like I did with its two predecessors?

I honestly can't say. Maybe it was just stacked with too many characters. Maybe it was a bit heavy on the plotting, and light on the great character moments between our main squad of toys. There definitely wasn't enough interaction between Woody and Buzz, or enough Buzz in general.

Like most Pixar films, it was paced and plotted so there was never a dull moment. But did it have to feel so slight? Maybe a second viewing will change my attitude. Who knows.

I can say for sure that I had issues with its ending. Not the garbage dump climax, which was maybe the film's best sequence, but the closure. As Andy gives his final farewell to his beloved toys, I shed a tear. A tear I knew the film hadn't earned, but the characters had. I've loved Woody and Buzz since I went to the theater opening weekend in 1995. Having to say goodbye wasn't so easy, even though it happened at the end of a movie not up to the standards of what came before.

7.5/10

I give everyone permission to hate. I know most people felt much differently about Toy Story.