Over at Eater the folks are doing
a Ratatouille-themed week, which is cool if only because it was my favorite movie of the decade.
From my classic review:As for the movie itself, must say…great. Not a good movie, a great one. 2
thumbs up, 4 stars, whatever. Laugh out loud funny, touching at times
but not too over the top, and within about 5 minutes you actually find
yourself giving two shits about the main character, which is rare these
days. Yes, it’s Disney so you know everything will end up okay in the
end, but that’s alright. My only complaint is that there were a few too
many hectic, panicking rat-almost-getting-run over-by-cars/people/Neil
Diamond’s prostate scenes. But that’s the only ding.
Tell you what though…I am creeped out whenever I’m watching anything
that’s animated and find myself thinking “man…she’s hot…” Chick in this
one, reminded me of Gina Gershon. Well, if she wasn’t, you know, human.
Always weirds me out, maybe my generation has Jessica Rabbit to blame
for this. Or maybe I could speak to an actual woman more than once every
11 years.
If you must go see a movie, see “Ratatoille”!
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