I was, along with many of today’s world of almost-21-year-olds, just nine whe
For a start it’s as unpredictable as it is brilliant. There are twists at every corner and if you don’t read a synopsis beforehand, there is no telling – or guessing - where it’s going. After a decade of dormancy it needed a strong start and it certainly delivers. The characters are introduced in the most exciting fashion, with an opening scene merging action that apes X-men and the Back to the Future set in the Wild West - complete with a swarm of plastic monkeys.
The most memorable element is that, as any perfectly formed family movie should, the third instalment covers every emotional base. Hilarious new characters – namely the ‘well groomed’ Ken doll and a thespian hedgehog – bring the laughter in bucket loads. The plotline of Andy’s move to college and the need for the gang to get back home in time is tense. The toys’ feeling of rejection at the start is tear jerking and their passing down to a younger generation heart warming. At times it’s also terrifying - I defy anyone to sit through any scene with the ‘baby’ with the dodgy eye without thinking back to Childs Play and dreading nap time. The baby is part of a posse of villainous bullies who also take the shape of trucks and robots lead by a vengeful bear. Other themes addressed involve violence, threat, oppression and deception but none too strong that they take away the childlike excitement and none too weak that they don’t spark empathy and make an impact.
It ends as it starts, with a recap of each of the character’s personalities in a poignant scene between a now 17-year-old Andy and a young Bonnie who inherits the toys. Feelings of connecting with Andy and his love for his playthings stemming from the first films flood back as he says goodbye to them.
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