I love Pixar. I love watching Toy Story 2 almost as much as my youngest son. I love almost all of the Pixar films. I thought I loved them all. All, except WALL-E.
I think I might be the only adult that doesn't like the movie. Before we went to the movie, I checked the reviews. The reviewers were wild for WALL-E. I checked Entertainment Weekly first. I always trust their reviews.
Owen Gleiberman of Entertainment Magazine reviewed the movie and wrote "I'm not sure I'd trust anyone, kid or adult, who didn't get a bit of a lump in the throat by the end of WALL-E, a film that brings off what the best (and only the best) Pixar films have: It whisks you to another world, then makes it every inch our own."
Real life people have reviewed the movie and have said the same three things:
If you don't get to verge of tears in the final act, then you just aren't human.
If you didn't like this film than you obviously have no soul.
The best movie of this year definitely.
Hmmmm. How can I be so different than most people? I know I have a soul and that I am human. I cry at commercials. As I sat and watched the movie I kept thinking about how dark and dreary the movie was. I didn't enjoy watching WALL-E in the garbage dump. I didn't care for his friend the cockroach. There is little dialogue. Reviewers loved this. Maybe as a woman, I needed more conversation and a connection. I also didn't care for the social message even though I am very dedicated to environmental issues. I also didn't like that all of the characters on the ship were extremely large. Hmmm?
By the end of the movie, my robot loving five year old asked me to leave. He loves all movies and can sit through anything. He said he was ready for it to end. I made him wait it out and watch the ending.
On the way home, I asked him what he thought. I said "Did you like it?" He said "I liked it a little." That is from a little boy with a soul and who I would trust with all my heart, review or no review.