Sunday, November 30, 2014

Big Hero 6

I would like, before I nosedive into Big Hero 6, to discuss the animated short that preceded it. The minimalist in me loves these things. Short, sweet, to the point, and yet complete, relatable stories that speaks to our emotions.
The fact that I can’t recall a single time I heard a word of dialogue from any of these shorts speaks volumes. Try to write a five-page script with no dialogue that accomplishes what these shorts manage. I remain impressed every time.
The opening of Up deserves no less recognition for all the same reasons.
Okay. Let’s talk about Big Hero 6.
This movie’s unwillingness to speak down to its audience struck me right off the bat. It gave kids credit to handle real, adult topics. Kids deal with these topics. They deserve stories that recognize that.
Hero deals with loss, revenge, forgiveness, sacrifice, and the things we leave behind when we die—heavy stuff for a kid’s movie, which handles the baggage well.
Our hero in this movie suffers the loss of his parents and then his older brother, who leaves behind several inventions. An inflatable robot programmed to perform first aid represents one such invention.
The awkward, slow robot can tell that our main character hurts (from the loss of his family), but it cannot detect his injures.
Meanwhile, someone stole the main character’s own invention: a series of tiny robots, which a person controls via an electronic headband-thingy. The tiny robots, under the influence of the headband, can assume any shape whatsoever.
I won’t spoil too much about this villain and his stolen, tiny robots beyond that his story reflects the protagonist’s own (as often proves the case in a good story).
Our hero gets a group of sidekicks. Each uses their “nerd power” to create inventions that will help them stop the bad guy and his swarm of tiny robots. The protagonist even creates what amounts to an Ironman suit for his inflatable robot.
The sidekicks each demonstrate an individual personality. One female character twice uses her catchphrase “Woman up,” which I hope catches on with young, female viewers.
One scene near the end mirrors the emphasis of sacrifice from Terminator 2. I won’t spoil the details, but keep the phrase, “I cannot self-terminate” in the back of your head.
Disbelief must face complete suspension while it witnesses this movie. Plot holes riddle this thing.
The sidekicks not only build impressive, military grade weaponry in a matter of minutes, but they also gain, for no apparent reason, gymnastic attributes and the ability to move at the speed of sound without a moment of unconsciousness.
On the other hand, who gives a damn? The writers knew which parts needed to make sense. Not the superhero stuff. Not the action scenes (which felt all the more fun for their lunacy). Rather, the emotional subtext, the characters, and their actions, made sense. Perfect.
The quality of the animation shifted here and there, but only from good to better.
A person who enjoys Universal Studio rides will probably love this movie. Chase scenes abound, on a scooter, then a car, then in the air on a giant, airborne robot. The movie often feels like both a ride and a video game.
If a video game of Hero exists (I imagine it does) the translation practically writes itself.

Good movie. Great fun. Pushes all the right emotional buttons with comic-relief-to-the-rescue when needed. Interesting characters. Imaginative. A plot that trusts its younger audience to handle real-life material. I recommend this one.

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