Most of my readers are probably my age, all grown up and heading to college, but have you ever felt a sudden yearning to take a look back and open up your old toy box tucked somewhere in your attic? You know, just to take out each toy one by one to cherish and remember all the joyful memories you shared when you were but a wee little young chap, nowhere near 17 or 18? You may or may not end up playing with them, but have you ever just wanted a small reunion with your old stuffed animal, your favorite action figure, or for girls maybe your malibu barbies, just for old time’s sake?
I have :)
Have you ever felt your eyes get a tad bit watery with just the thought of how your toys have been your best friends back when you still had none?
I have :’)
Have you ever felt all the above non-stop throughout a total of 1 hour and 43 minutes?
I have… Just now :D
Today I’ve FINALLY (yes, all capital letters) watched one of THE (again with the capitals) most highly anticipated movie of the Summer. Toy Story 3! *cue fireworks*
The movie did not disappoint to the slightest bit, instead it did the exact opposite. Toy Story 3 was simply a joyous and wondrous feast for the hungry eyes. And to many, including me, would also be a warm bowl of chicken soup for your heart and soul (and the expensive soups in fancy restaurants, not the ones in cheap cans). This is major news coming from a guy who despises anything cliche, cheesy and mushy mushy. From the beginning till the very end, this Disney and Pixar love child managed to melt the coldest of hearts with endless laughs and touching aww-moments, complete with spectacular animations, and colors, and music, OH MY!
The movie is engineered with a very down to Earth and relatable story-line, yet it still packed just the right amount of fantasy and adventure. Andy is all grown up and going to college and the plot sets the last of his toys, led by Woody, in a soul-searching adventure to discover the true meaning of being a toy, when a “child’s best friend” just doesn’t work the same way anymore when the child is a child no longer.
If I may take to comparison another summer blockbuster, when in Sex and the City 2 the question is “what happens to women after marriage” in Toy Story 3 would be “what happens to toys after childhood”
I’m definitely not a fan of spoilers, so I will restrain myself from ruining your own experience for those who haven’t watched, but be sure to do so.
To rewrite what I’ve already posted on my Twitter, “It’s almost like Toy Story 3 was dedicated to the class of 2010 who are all going to college this year.” Because I myself am about to embark on college life, so as you would imagine, this movie hit me at the right spot at the right time. And without a single drop of humility, I dare say that the impact is this staggering to the point where I actually did open up my old toy box and had a little reunion of my own with all my old BFFs. (I will most likely regret writing this, but here’s to spurs of the moment!)
To those still in doubt of whether or not Toy Story 3 is worth your time, or for those who think this is just another DVD-worthy kid flick, cliche like all the rest (cough cough Karate Kid), then you most definitely deserve a knock on the head. Go pick up your all grown up butts, and drag them to watch this movie. Totally recommended.
…and p.s. this is only the second time I’ve ever rated a movie with a perfect 10 out of 10. The first was to Amadeus. But that’s like an old 1984 classic movie about Mozart and is nothing like Toy Story 3, so, yeah…