Mr. Pricklepants may be the greatest character name ever
Yesterday, Fred and I saw Toy Story 3. Rather than write a lengthy, well-thought-out review, I’ll just blurt out some stuff.
Great movie. Ken was awesome. Mr. Pricklepants, Buttercup and Trixie were awesome. Lotso was awesome, and smelled like strawberries. Spanish Buzz was unbelievably funny. Slinky Dog still sounds like Slinky Dog, which made me feel very good inside. It’s odd to realize how much I’m in love with these fictional, virtual characters. Don Rickles is a national treasure, despite looking more and more like his character. The ending is amazingly bittersweet, and made my eyes go all teary. Did I mention that Ken was awesome? He has issues. He also has a fantastic wardrobe to go with his issues. You will see that Barbie has a dark side. You will see Mr. Potato Head do something that is freakish and weird beyond all measure. I’m not kidding. You will also find the cymbal-playing monkey to be even creepier than you thought. It’s those eyes. If you’re like me, you’ll be delighted to see the Fisher-Price Popcorn Popper. You’ll not recognize the majority of the new voices, despite many of them being well-known actors. That’s a great thing. You will also never look at baby dolls the same way again.
Loved this movie. Loved it. Pixar hit another one out of the park.