My daughter, on a quick visit from the East Coast, wanted all of us to see Finding Dory on its opening day. I jumped at the chance to be with her and her BF. We’re going in two hours. But before I go, I want to know how low to set my expectations. (Pleasant surprises are always the best experiences.)
Without further ado, here is a review of a movie review of Finding Dory.
Plot: Dory is missing or she doesn’t know where she is. No one needs to know. I forget.
The NY Times
review by A.O. Scott
Help! I can’t contain myself and not review the reviews of The New York Times! But I think this one is kind of interesting.
Spoilers skimmable: Yes! The spoilers are aplenty, don’t get me wrong. But you know the Golden Rule of the NY Times Guidelines: Pretension begets spoilers. Thankfully the sentences and paragraphs begin with plenty of hints.
Example: A paragraph starts like this: “Instead of the open seas, Dory conducts her search….” WARNING WILL ROBINSON! It’s obvious that the very next word is the gateway to spoiler village.
Ladies and Gents, I may have perfected the art of the skim!
Bottom Line: It’s good, but not as good as Finding Nemo.
A.O., pro forma, starts his review with superfluous context–he pulls off reviewing a movie within a review of another movie:
Finding Nemo is “Pixar’s 2003 masterpiece”: A.O. extolled F.N. as brilliant in its technical innovation, resulting in “beautiful” visuals.
OK, I think that it’s interesting that Finding Nemo was a revelation in technology and filming, but was it a masterpiece for any other reason?
He continues his thought: “The movie,” he says, is “a visual revelation, was also a welcome defense of risk-taking in an era of anxiety, and something of a cautionary tale about the downsides of helicopter parenting.”
Really? Era of Anxiety? Story with a moral? The father was neurotic and overbearing. But did that cause the son get lost? Seriously.Did it? I forget.
A.O.’s disrespect for fish with disabilities: A.O. Scott calls Dory “absent minded.” Really? Swim with her and suddenly she forgets what transpired in the last few minutes; that’s not simply absent minded–it’s some sort of cross-wiring in the brain, and it’s endearing.
Oh A.O. Scott and The New York Times, thank you for so much fodder for this blog, but next post, I must move on.