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I thought Rataouille was spectacular... and I wasn't even super-excited to see it.
I spent the whole movie jumping between flavors of awe. If I wasn't marveling at the amazing quality of the animation or the breathtakingly realistic rendering and set dressing, I was completely captivated by the characters, enjoying the story, or laughing my *ass* off.
Visually there were several scenes that just left me with my jaw in my lap... moments where you're sure you're just looking through a window into a different, smaller world. During one scene, Linguini wakes up on his couch and the morning light is streaming in through the window behind him creating a brilliant bloom of soft light on his white chef's apron and gently illuminating his hair and nose from behind, and it's just utterly indistinguishable from hyper-stylized reality. Oh yeah... somebody got a subsurface light scattering toolbox for Christmas.
It was beautiful in just about every way I could have hoped, and it actually made me think of one of my favorite movies - Babette's Feast - several times throughout.
Really - go see it. Even if you don't think you want to. You'll leave smiling ear to ear.
Transformers is a rodeo. It's a monster truck pull. It's big, loud, mindless fun - and that's awesome... but Ratatouille is a symphony performance. It leaves little rat pawprints on your soul. Albeit very, very clean ones.
If it helps to sway you the subtle "adult jokes" totally blindsided me every time they came up. I could barely breathe during the alley conversation about his "little chef".
I spent the whole movie jumping between flavors of awe. If I wasn't marveling at the amazing quality of the animation or the breathtakingly realistic rendering and set dressing, I was completely captivated by the characters, enjoying the story, or laughing my *ass* off.
Visually there were several scenes that just left me with my jaw in my lap... moments where you're sure you're just looking through a window into a different, smaller world. During one scene, Linguini wakes up on his couch and the morning light is streaming in through the window behind him creating a brilliant bloom of soft light on his white chef's apron and gently illuminating his hair and nose from behind, and it's just utterly indistinguishable from hyper-stylized reality. Oh yeah... somebody got a subsurface light scattering toolbox for Christmas.
It was beautiful in just about every way I could have hoped, and it actually made me think of one of my favorite movies - Babette's Feast - several times throughout.
Really - go see it. Even if you don't think you want to. You'll leave smiling ear to ear.
Transformers is a rodeo. It's a monster truck pull. It's big, loud, mindless fun - and that's awesome... but Ratatouille is a symphony performance. It leaves little rat pawprints on your soul. Albeit very, very clean ones.
If it helps to sway you the subtle "adult jokes" totally blindsided me every time they came up. I could barely breathe during the alley conversation about his "little chef".