Movie #180 Toy Story 3
(2010, US, d. Lee Unkrich)
There’s not too much to say that hasn’t already been said about the final film in arguably the best trilogy in film history. When I first saw the trailer for the movie, I had to say I was disappointed. Really? A daycare center? But then after watching it, I was blown away not only by Pixar’s attention to detail, but mostly by how relevant the entire movie was. How much it felt like the first two movies needed this film to be complete. Sure the CGI is incredible and the voice-over actors (like usual) are perfect, but as Pixar proves and proves over and over again, story is the most important element in their arsenal. To see Andy play with Woody and the gang for his final time and head off in his car to his wild, drunken nights of college is probably one of the hardest scenes to not cry to. It’s a moment that was foreshadowed and required from the first frame of the first film. Andy can’t last forever. And suddenly the trilogy doesn’t become about the people who we are trying to impress or the people we look up to – it becomes about the ones around us. Our constants. Our friends. For the final time. I know how melodramatic I’ve made this review, but it’s hard not to feel a little sentimental right after watching this movie. And though I don’t think it’s Pixar’s best film to date (that award still goes to Monsters, Inc), it is one of their most heartfelt and touching ones. Funny and dramatic, Toy Story 3 really doesn’t miss a beat. And what it does best is capture the kid in all of us.
One day, Pixar. One day, you’ll win Best Picture.