Having finally finished my latest marathon of Stargate SG-1 viewing -- six seasons down, four to go! -- I've turned my DVD player's attention briefly back to movies, with last night's main feature being Ratatouille. And, y'know, I usually really enjoy stuff from Pixar, but this one just didn't do much for me. Possibly this was partly due to bad timing; I'm not feeling remotely well-disposed towards wall-infesting vermin of any sort right now.
But, I don't know... Bits of it were cute, but most of what were obviously intended to be the cutest or funniest parts just failed to raise much of a smile. And, bizarrely, given the fact that I was willing to accept the intelligent rats from the outset, I kept running into plausibility issues that bugged the crap out of me. (That didn't happen to me with Cars! And Cars made no logical sense whatsoever. Hmm. Maybe that's why. This one was set more or less in the "real world" not some crazy Land of Talking Automobiles where you're invited to really not think too hard about, say, where the gasoline comes from, given that it's kind of hard to imagine a bunch of cars toiling away on an off-shore oil rig.) Oh, and also I couldn't stop myself from constantly thinking that the whole thing would be infinitely more entertaining with the addition of Gordon Ramsey. I blame my foodie friends for that one. If they hadn't made me watch the cooking channel, I wouldn't even know who Gordon Ramsey is.
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I remember the first time I saw Cars I immediately thought it was the bright happy machine dominated future of the movie Maximum Overdrive (not that that movie made much logical sense, either). So behind this bright happy world of cute bucktoothed talking cars, somewhere out in the desert are huge piles of human bones bleaching in the sun. And that's when I took our toaster out back and destroyed it with a tire iron, just because.
ReplyDeleteThat is the coolest re-interpretation of a movie ever. :)
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