Pixar’s Cars 2 opens today. Which means I will most likely be seeing Pixar’s Cars 2 tonight. Maybe I’ll be able to get away with stalling until an early matinee tomorrow.
My kids are excited about this movie. Like all-caps, extra-punctuation E.X.C.I.T.E.D about this movie. My five-year-old has been asking about it on a near-daily basis since he first saw the commercials for it. My two-year-old already somehow is in possession of movie tie-in toys and will correct you if you leave the “2″ off and simply call them “CARS.”
NO. CARS 2. GET IT RIGHT, MOTHER. GOD.
And you know, usually I share their excitement for Pixar movies. Ratatouille? WALL-E? Up? Holy crap, we were THERE, man. In fact, we were there twice: Once with the kids and once when we had a babysitter so we could actually enjoy the film for ourselves. I remember seeing The Incredibles in the theater and not even having any children yet.
But this time I’m feeling like I’d rather stay at home and endure some direct-to-DVD Tinkerbell spin-off than pony up for Cars 2 in the theater. The trailer just looks so…so…
Generic CG Kids’ Movie v.4.282.390, you know? It looks pretty and shiny and slick, but…there’s just something missing that I can’t quite put my finger on.
As of this writing, Cars 2 has a score of just 37% at RottenTomatoes.
Cars 2 is as visually appealing as any other Pixar production, but all that dazzle can’t disguise the rusty storytelling under the hood.
OUCH, especially coming off last year’s Toy Story 3‘s almost-impeccable score of 99%, dinged by just three negative reviews out of 250. Pixar can do sequels! And do them well! And Pixar can do kids’ movies! And make them appealing to adults!
I’m hoping my low expectations are unfounded and that I’ll enjoy the movie, or at least STAY AWAKE during the whole thing. (Rio? I’m totally looking at you. After four tickets and popcorn, that was one expensive nap.) I’m hoping I’ll be more in-line with the RottenTomatoes’ user rating of 77% positive and be nicely surprised. I’m hoping that Cars 2 will at least be tolerable enough to make me not want to stab it with a fork once we (inevitably) own it on DVD and my kids want to watch it 200 times in a row.
But who am I kidding? Who cares. My kids are going to love the crap out of this movie. So…I guess I’ll go buy tickets for tonight. Instant preschooler hero status, here I come.