Review: ‘Toy Story 4’ Is the Conclusion We Didn’t Know We Needed

When Pixar released Toy Story 3 in 2010, many of us, including myself, saw it as the conclusion to a long-running saga. So, to many, it came as a surprise when Disney announced in 2014 that Buzz (Tim Allen) and Woody (Tom Hanks) were returning for one more adventure. Toy Story 4 came to theaters on June 21, 2019 to prove once again that Pixar is the master of animated storytelling.

The plot this time around follows the cast of toys belonging to the young Bonnie, to whom Andy gave his toys when he left for college. Bonnie and her family, along with her toys and new favorite, Forky, head on a road trip where at a carnival, Woody encounters Bo Peep, his old love and a toy that was sold off years ago. From there, we are introduced to several new characters, as sequels tend to do, some of which are kind of hit or miss.

For one, Bo Peep (Annie Potts), who isn’t technically new but has been completely reinvented for this movie, is great. Her personality is wonderfully fun and her emotional and thematic role in the story is terrific. Giggle McDimples (Ally Maki), her diminutive cop partner, is another riotously fun character. In the same vein are Duke Caboom (Keanu Reeves), and Ducky and Bunny (Key and Peele). These characters are all delightful, in no small part due to their eccentric and smart casting. On the villainous side, however, we have Gabby Gabby (Christina Hendricks) and her posse of dummies. The former is a bit flat and her arc is a little bit cliché. The latter’s problem lies in the fact that they are genuinely unnerving. The issue here is not just that it might not make it as much of a family film, but that the tone set by these characters feels a little off compared to the rest of the movie (or even the franchise). As for the aforementioned Forky, I personally found him a bit weird as a concept (a toy that has recently gained consciousness and refuses to accept that is a bit macabre for Toy Story) but he’s definitely a good time on-screen.

Regardless of smaller gripes, each of these characters are at least at a baseline level of entertainment, made so by great vocal performances from the cast and consistently good humor throughout the movie. Additionally, the folks at Pixar certainly have no shortage of creativity when it comes to character design. With each installment they seem to keep finding different types of toys to make into characters and doing so with great success. With as big as the cast is by this point, however, it doesn’t seem like every character gets their time to shine. I don’t know what really could be done about this as it just seems to be a natural consequence of making sequels. That being said, Toy Story 4 still does as good a job as it can of giving every character as much interesting moments as possible.

The movie’s overall plot is very well written, despite some awkward pacing at a couple moments. It maintains the emotional lessons that Pixar is known for and delivers them in a way that is consistently engaging. In this regard, what I think Toy Story 4 does especially well is the structuring of its emotional tension. At the risk of very minor spoilers I’ll say that the key tension in the movie has to do with a difficult decision that must be made. This, I think, is incredibly potent. The tear-jerker of an ending comes not from simply a sad or happy circumstance, but due to the stress of making a difficult choice. In this way, Toy Story 4 ends on a naturally bittersweet note, providing a wonderful send-off to these characters. Above all else, this is what I love about this movie. In a franchise where every installment was as meaningful as the last, Toy Story 4 feels like a beautiful, satisfying conclusion to one of the best animated sagas cinema has ever seen.

4/5 STARS

Review: Political Ambivalence and Surrealism Collide in ‘Diamantino’

Have you ever seen giant fluffy dogs prance around pink cotton candy mist as you try to score a goal at the World Cup? No? Well me neither, but Gabriel Abrantes’ and Daniel Schmidt’s Diamantino has that and more. In a surreal depiction of contemporary Portugal, Diamantino is one of the weirdest films since Sorry to Bother You, and curiously, the film makes similar efforts to commentate on the social and political landscape it takes aim at.

The titular character is a world-class soccer player who is on top of the world until he isn’t. After missing a crucial penalty kick at the World Cup, Diamantino becomes a national pariah. Facing scrutiny, he goes soul searching and finds newfound purpose in adopting a refugee boy. The catch is that the refugee boy is actually a girl and she’s actually an undercover government agent secretly performing a tax audit on the superstar. All the while Diamantino’s twin sisters are selling him out to Portugal’s right-wing political party for nefarious purposes. Despite glaring signs that both of these farces are going on, Diamantino remains blissfully unaware, exhibiting a pure naïveté of the world around him as others influence and take advantage of him.

That synopsis is actually rather tame. Like Sorry to Bother You, this film’s weirdest elements are hidden behind spoilers, but rest assured, this film isn’t afraid to use its imagination. That imagination paints a satirical portrait of our own world despite being filled with unbelievable portrayals. Diamantino is a heightened, dumb celebrity with a genuinely good heart who is visually similar to Christiano Ronaldo. The twins are a pair of wicked stepsisters who are caricatures of money-grubbing family members. There’s a political party that literally uses “Make Portugal Great Again” as its slogan and makes calls to action for building a wall. The commentary is overt, but to the effect of creating a comical depiction of society, a depiction that is so honest that it makes you wonder if it’s even exaggerated at all.

The film has hints of something like Sullivan’s Travels (1941), but instead of a successful movie director pretending to be apart of the Depression-era homeless population, you have a football star adopting a Mozambique refugee, or as he naively callers her, a ‘fugee.’ Thematically, there are similarities between them that discuss the role of privileged individuals when a social issue arise. Though Sullivan’s Travels is more about Hollywood’s role in social commentary during the depression, Diamantino distills that film’s narrative backbone for its own angle on contemporary issues.

Is it the right thing for Diamantino to adopt one refugee when he is ambivalently letting a fear-mongering political party take control of Portugal and subsequently himself? That being, while he may feel validated for his good deed, he really isn’t helping the situation as a whole, a conclusion that Sullivan comes to in the 1941 film after trying to assimilate with the impoverished population so he can make a more authentic film.

I think Abrantes’ and Schmidt’s goal is to hold a mirror up to our own ambivalence. Diamantino is so clueless that he lets the political party take advantage of him. They gain power because of his own inability to see the world around him, so while he seemingly makes himself feel better for the one thing he did — which is genuinely something good — it ignores the bigger issue, and that’s the problem. The problem becomes so pervasive that the ambivalence results in Diamantino’s own …well… uh… let’s just say something happens to him because he didn’t bother to stop, look around, and abject to the conditions around him.

DIAMANTINO OPENS FRIDAY, JULY 19TH AT SIFF UPTOWN

UW Film Club Podcast #42 – Midsommar

“Welcome, podcasters, and happy Midsommar. Skål!”

Just one year after the release of Hereditary, writer/director Ari Aster has released his follow-up, which is shaping up to be one of the most ambitious horror releases of the year. On this podcast, we discuss its dynamic storytelling, unique themes for its genre, and probably compare it a little too much to its predecessor. Is this trip worthy of its 2.5 hour long runtime? Find out on the 42nd episode of the UW Film Club Podcast!

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UW Film Club Podcast #41 – Toy Story 4

“You can’t teach this old podcaster new tricks.
You’d be surprised.”

The long-awaited fourth entry in the Toy Story franchise is finally upon us! In this episode, we talk about the series’ legacy, the surprisingly mature philosophical themes, and everyone’s new favorite character, Forky! Did this fourth installment justify its existence? Find out on the 41st episode of the UW Film Club Podcast!

On this episode: Cynthia Li and Jim Saunders.

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Review: ‘Midsommar’ is the Self-Empowerment Film We Needed for the Summer

What do you get when you combine a pagan cult with a group of unassuming friends, psychedelic drugs, broad daylight, and demonic rituals? Well, you get a summer self-empowerment film in Midsommar. Yes, Midsommar, the psychological horror thriller, directed by Ari Aster, creator of last years’ horrifying hit Hereditary, is a self-empowerment film, and it is a damn good one as well.

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Review: ‘Spiderman: Far From Home’ Falls Short of Potential

Spiderman: Far From Home, the highly anticipated sequel to Spiderman: Homecoming, is the first film to take place after Avengers: Endgame. Unfortunately, Spiderman: Far From Home falls below its potential and is only a meager addition to the Marvel Universe. Packed with moments of intense action, drawn out humor, and sloppy character development, Spiderman: Far From Home leaves its viewers entertained, but not impressed. Jon Watts returns to direct, with Tom Holland, Zendaya, Jon Favreau, and Marisa Tomei reprising their roles from Spiderman: Homecoming.

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Review: ‘3 Faces’ is a Quiet and Provocative Feminist Tale

3 Faces played on May 18th at the Seattle International Film Festival and is coming to year round SIFF from June 28th to July 4th at SIFF Uptown.

Nine years ago, after Iran’s installment of his 20-year filmmaking ban, director Jafar Panahi, as a form of rebellion, smuggled his film, This is Not a Film, through a cake to get it to Cannes. Despite the attempt to silence him, Panahi sent a message: He will still create films. Since the establishment of this ban, Panahi has directed three films, risking six extra years added toward his ban for every new movie, the latest of which being 3 Faces

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Review: The World is Off Its Axis in Jim Jarmusch’s ‘The Dead Don’t Die’

The Dead Don’t Die played on June 8th at the Seattle International Film Festival, but will be making its return to year round SIFF on June 21st.

“The world is off its axis.” Though this tagline isn’t on the poster for Jim Jarmusch’s The Dead Don’t Die, it very well could be. You read the newspaper, check Twitter, talk to people outside and you begin to realize just how off-kilter the world is in 2019. This feeling of unbridled, societal chaos is at the heart of Jarmusch’s latest as it paints an apocalyptic world in parallel to our own.

Drawing from the well of 1950s and 60s B-rate horror films, the film focuses on the citizens of Centerville as they fight off zombies rising from their grave after a global incident. It’s a simple premise that lends itself to featuring the likes of Bill Murray, Adam Driver, Tilda Swinton, Selena Gomez, and more in the film’s star studded cast, but in its simplicity lies the distillation of the genre it pulls from. There are no complex inter-character relationships, subtle themes, or logical developments, but that seems to be exactly what the film is going for. B-rate horror films are typically devoid of any of those, and in the pursuit of replicating that, Jarmusch created a genre film that evokes that whole aesthetic.

In the name of aligning itself with its influences, the film takes on a very literal, on-the-nose approach to its meaning, often resulting in the film’s driest and funniest lines. Jarmusch’s sense of humor is extremely self-aware and tongue-in-cheek, making self referential statements, commentary on the obvious, and fourth wall breaking jokes to play up the film’s B-movie vibe. It’s consistent and explicit in its intent, and believing other wise would be a tough sell given the poetic precision of Jarmusch’s last film, Paterson.

The film is shameless in its overt meaning, but intentionally so. The film premises itself on the aforementioned idea that “the world is off its axis” in literal and metaphorical terms. After a fracking incident causes the Earth’s to be knocked out of alignment, polar fields are disrupted, day and night cycles are out of wack, and zombies start rising from the grave. With nods to climate change, societal trends, political unease, and the like, the film sets its apocalyptic world in a very realistic setting. Everything is one rung higher than our own reality, making for scenarios where we can laugh at slightly hyperbolic situations that bear truth after we leave the theater. The Dead Don’t Die is B-movie genre film that doubles as a poignant social commentary about the dismay in society. Where we see regressive decline all around us, we too may enter a world where zombies roam amongst us and society is brought to an end.

The cast is laden with stars, and luckily each one gets their own moment to shine. Murray, Driver, and Chloë Sevigny play a trio of semi-capable officers patrolling the town, stopping in on the film’s supporting characters periodically. Steve Buscemi plays a conservative farmer with an attitude, Caleby Landry Jones plays a rest stop clerk with an inkling for horror films, Tilda Swinton plays a coroner with hidden talents, and the list goes on and on. All these characters excel within the film and have at least one moment where they take center stage.

Full of great moments and characters, The Dead Don’t Die is another great outing by Jarmusch that distills the essence of its influences for a comedic zombie flick about contemporary problems. Keenly aware of its effects, the film hones in on genre tropes and plays with them to both pay homage to its influences and generate tongue-in-cheek humor about the world we live in. By presenting the end of society, it seems as Jarmusch is reconciling the insanity he sees around him. His answer: have fun and laugh at the madness, cause in the end, we’re probably all doomed.

3.75/5 STARS

SIFF Review: ‘Crystal Swan’ Crafts a Comedic Homage to Those Who Refuse to Conform

Set in newly independent Belarus in the mid-90s, Crystal Swanfollows Velya, a law graduate turned DJ as she desperately tries to emigrate to America. A black sheep in her native land, Velya dreams of freedom and the famous house music scene in Chicago, but standing in her way is the bureaucratic American immigration process. With a caustic and skilful blend of humor and tragedy, Darya Zhuk manages to provide both sincerity and hilarity in this unique (anti-)homage to Belarus and to those who refuse to conform.

From the outset, Velya is posited as an outsider. She is able to see past the rhetoric of others in pursuit of freedom and individuality, and even dons a vibrant blue wig at work that makes her stand out from the crowd. We see her DJing at a nightclub populated by old statues of Lenin et al that serves to remind us of the not-so-distant history of Belarussian politics – a spectre of the past and its politics that haunts the film, permeating all aspects of Velya’s life. Her overbearing mother can be seen as a metaphor for the oppressive ‘motherland’ of Belarus which Velya feels suffocated by. However, we are given glimpses of protests throughout the narrative which provides a latent sense of unrest paralleling Velya’s own personal desire for freedom. In order to break free from the clutches of her homeland and her mother, Velya undertakes a grand act of forgery which leads her to a remote village and a dysfunctional family in the throes of wedding preparation, into which she becomes disastrously involved.

Shot in ‘academy ratio’ with a lurid 90s colour palette, the style of the film enhances both its retro quality and elements of surrealism provided in part by its humor. While it can, at times, seem bleak and unforgiving – much like the setting itself – the film is well balanced, with vivid and beautiful cinematography, absurd humor, and a banging house music soundtrack to boot.

Crystal Swan is playing on May 24th at 9:00pm at Lincoln Square Cinemas, May 31st at 8:30pm at SIFF Uptown, and June 1st at 2:30pm at SIFF Uptown. Screenwriter Helga Landauer scheduled to attend the 5/31 and 6/1 screenings.

Review: ‘Pokemon: Detective Pikachu’ Solves Its Case, Not Its Narrative

Everyone knows Pokemon. You show someone an image of Pikachu, and there’s a good chance they’ll be able to recognize it. Even Werner Herzog is aware of them. They are a cultural phenomena spanning video games, television, trading cards, and more, giving birth to an insatiable desire to catch ‘em all worldwide. Now we have a live action feature film: Detective Pikachu. Though this is not the first time Pokemon has seen the big screen, it is the first time it has taken on tentpole status.

You can make the claim that this film is the best video game movie ever made, but to take that title, you don’t have to do much. Detective Pikachu pretty much needed to be average in order to clear the threshold and climb to the top of the pedestal, and that’s exactly what it is While Detective Pikachu is enjoyable, it isn’t perfect.The allure of pokemon will get you in the theater, but know now that the film’s narrative alone prevents Detective Pikachu from being nothing more than an all around average film with a few bright spots.

One of the more admirable aspects of the film is how it pulls inspiration from past noirs to build its aesthetic. Being that our protagonists are detectives, it only seems fitting, and surprisingly, the genre applies itself well to the world of ‘pocket monsters.’ Not as dark and seedy as the best noirs — we are dealing with a kid-friendly property after all—, but it channels its essence in a way that melds well with the comedic direction it takes, akin to something like The Nice Guys though not as sexual. 

From the 1940 noir film that plays on the TV to the neon-lit streets of Ryme City to the playful takes on genre tropes, the film wears its influences on its sleeve. Plus, in an utterly unconventional studio decision, the film is even shot on actual film to maintain its aesthetic vibe, giving it subtle textural grain that is reminiscent of the noirs of the past. Creative decisions culminate in a consistent visual style that is surprisingly genuine. Not riffing on the genre and not using it as a crutch, but rather applying it to a narrative that suits it. 

For all its effort to replicate the noir aesthetic, the narrative itself is, well … overt. The buy in for this mystery is low, but as the story unfolds and the conspiracy unravels, it becomes progressively more absurd —when you get to the holograms, you’ll know what I mean. The film will sit you down and spoon feed you information in order to set up the next ten to fifteen minutes of antics until your next information dump. The hand holding is so egregious that ____’s arc feels underdeveloped; the lack of agency comes at the hand of self-explanation, random developments, and necessitated narrative progression which ultimately results in a lead character that is more or less a pawn with surface level characterization.

I’ll leave it unspecified, however, there’s one scene in the trailer that seems seminal to the film, but it’s completely inconsequential and could be entirely cut, only made even worse by the fact that nothing in that scene comes up later. The inclusion of moments like these and then making up for narrative shortfalls with information dumps is where the narrative feels lazy — prioritizing spectacle over logical narrative efficiency. To see a narrative devolve and become weighed down by its own doing is disappointing, especially when it starts off so well. 

Not to sign off on the narrative, but it is Pokemon. Some people may decide to forgive the narrative shortcuts the film takes just so they can see Ryan Reynolds voice a chonky Pikachu drink coffee and solve a conspiracy. And that may be a valid point for the fans. There is some worth in that. Feel free to see it for all the pocket monsters, see it for all the cute monsters running around in a noir setting, but just know that this isn’t a Double Indemnity level story. 

3/5 STARS