TOY STORY 2 review
Published at: Nov. 20, 1999, 2:57 p.m. CST by staff
Right now, I am an emotional wreck.
It’s PIXAR’s fault.
Thank you PIXAR.
I’m trying my hardest to think of what possible words
I can write to express my heartfelt appreciation...
elation... ecstatic Pavlovian drool joy geekgasmic
thrust that this movie has left me.
I loved TOY STORY. I don’t know quite how to
express what my feelings are for TOY STORY 2.
I’m trembling. My bottom lip is quivering. Yes, I
understand... I’m supposed to be ‘ALL GROWN UP
NOW,’ but I’m not.
Yesterday at a corporate meeting at GSD&M in
coming up with the tagline for my
BUTT-NUMB-A-THON poster, they referred to me
as “a man named Harry.”
I instantly corrected them. I said, “I’m a boy.”
I am self aware of what and who I am. I am the
personification of the TOYS R US theme. I’m Peter
Pan. I don’t want to grow up.... and I never will.
There are enough self-serious grumpy ulcer-ridden
humans in the world. We need more six foot tall 350
lb children running loose upon the Earth.
And John Lassiter and the folks at PIXAR have just
made the PROZAC for those children.
If I rated films. This is a 5 star film in a 4 star world.
This is the popcorn machine from which that Popcorn
Tub is filled. This is the entire side of beef in that
world of four doggie bones. This isn’t two thumbs
up, this is both hands raised to the sky while bowing
on your hands and knees before all that I hold true
and dear.
This is TOY STORY 2 through my eyes.
I’m still crying... I need to go sit in a hot bath and
just calm down, but I have to write about this, I have
to express myself, I have to somehow give thanks
back to the hundreds of people that contributed to
this... TOY STORY 2.
I had read the script, almost 2 years ago. Back when
this film was supposed to be going straight to video.
The day I began to write my plea to DISNEY to make
this a feature film in theaters, the press release came
to say they had done just that.
I loved that script. I felt that the story has cooler than
the first one, that it was touching something a little bit
more primal and true about friendship and a desire to
belong in someway permanent in this universe of
existence that we live in.
BUT...
This film and the current state of this film so far
exceeds that script I read. I went into this fully
knowing that I would love this film. It is not within
the abilities of PIXAR to mess up when given a great
script. And now... Now I realize something even
more pervasive about PIXAR... There is sooooo
much that isn’t on the page.
I remember being a cocky little boy walking into the
AMERICANA theater thinking I knew exactly what
was in store for me when I went to see EMPIRE
STRIKES BACK. I had been in line for hours upon
hours surrounded by loved ones, all expressing
optimistic hopes that the movie would be... really
good.
I was trembling when I left that theater. It opened up
a new meaning to expectations to me. Didn’t change
my life... But it did open a door into what hopes
meant when concerning film.
Today, I woke up at dawn.... Bleary eyed and tired.
Still a little down from seeing THE WORLD IS NOT
ENOUGH... a film that didn’t understand itself or it’s
own history or characters. I was a bit upset about that
because... I love Bond movies and when dealing with
hopes and expectations... sometimes it is not enough
to just.... like something. I think that is what
happened a lot with THE PHANTOM MENACE....
A lot of people really liked it... But ya know... it
wasn’t perfect. Over the course of that film, nothing
ever really topped the parting of the curtains and the
darkening of the auditorium lights. For me... I was
never pushed into the floor with sticky popcorn
kernals like some felt by that film. I didn’t feel
betrayed... I really really liked it. But I didn’t feel
like I feel right now.
I arrived at the theater a full 2 hours before showtime,
at a ‘critics screening’. Not that there would be a
rush for good seats or anything... It’s just... this was
TOY STORY 2. A sure fire really really good movie.
I’d seen the JESSIE girl toy, but I felt cold towards it
in the Targets and Toys R Us’. I’d seen ZURG and
thought... he’s ok. But I knew that PIXAR would not
let me down... at the least, I knew I’d stand up and
applaud afterwards... I have that type of confidence in
PIXAR.
I stood outside the theater with Dad. My dad. And
watched as two kids played tag with one another
outside the theater, “Dad is base. Dad is base. Hey...
You can’t tag me, DAD IS BASE!!!”
Heh. I remember that. Dad and I smiled at each
other.
That’s when the manager came out and said, “Mr
Knowles... You can take a seat if you want it.”
So Dad and I walked into this big Cinemark
monstrosity decorated to make Las Vegas look
understated. Giant standees of the various TOY
STORY 2 characters.... FANTASIA 2000 giant
floating scenes twirling up above.
The manager led us to the theater and Dad and I took
our seats.
We continued to talk about what was wrong with the
Bond films. How they lost their way, etc...
Soon more of the local critics arrived. Polite hand
shaking. “Nice to see you again.” “How ya doing?”
That sort of thing.
Then they let the kids in with their parents in tow. I
love kids.... In some alternate dimension I’m a
Kindergarten teacher or a clown in a circus. The
three kids on the row in front and below me peer over
their seat at me.
Their thought balloons appeared above their heads,
“Hmmm, better keep an eye on this one... he might
eat me.”
So I smile and do the cross-eyed bit. The kids begin
playing peek-a-boo and their mother looks back and
smiles. Kids rock.
At one point there was a slide on screen, no pictures,
just text saying that Will Smith arrived to the
premiere of WILD WILD WEST in a horse and
buggy.
A child’s voice over my shoulder says, “That’s Wild
Wild West Daddy!”
I look over my shoulder at the 4 year old, and hear
the Father say, “How do you know that? You can’t
read.... Can you?”
The kid just smiles, slaps his hands on his legs,
giggles and blew spit bubbles.
Yeah... that’s perfect.
At this point, my legs begin to tremble in
anticipation... I really really really want to see this
movie. These kids.. I’m so glad I’m seeing it with
them.
Finally, after an hour of listening to various kid happy
noises, the screen goes dark and the projector comes
to life...
“Alright... here it is,” I hear Moms and Dads saying.
Dad and I looked at each other and smile.
It’s the opening act of DINOSAURS, albeit toned
down a bit... some of the more vicious aspects are not
in this preview, but over all, I hear kids making
‘wow’ type noises.
Then the PIXAR logo with Luxo hopping out appears
and once again, I hear, “Alright, here we go...”
And LUXO JR plays. John... that is really a great
piece of animation. No faces... no expressions... just
pure movement and MIME. Those lights have souls.
That’s what PIXAR does.... They don’t make
magic... They create souls... souls that reach through
all those pixels, off that 2 dimensional screen and
touch our souls.
Then TOY STORY 2 starts.
I don’t know who you people are that read this. I
don’t know if you are the type of person that can
instantly shed all the emotional baggage and
conditioning of life and shrink... That can watch, say
FIGHT CLUB one day, and TOY STORY 2 the next.
But I am.
In a great year of film, in my opinion, TOY STORY 2
is the best film yet.
In my opinion there is not one shred of doubt that if
my vote were the sole vote in the universe, that I
would choose this film to be most favoritest movie....
period.
I am elated. It was just sooooo perfect that I can’t
even think straight.
“It’s just a cartoon... HARRY!”
No... no no no no no it isn’t. This is serious folks,
I’m not playing around here. For me. Harry Jay
Knowles, this film contains the secret of life.
Why we are here. What our sole existence is for. It’s
about the very fibre of our beings. All told through
the eyes and ‘simple seeming’ lives of toys. But it is
soooooo much more than anything ‘Simple’.
You see. Woody, for me... is me... I’m the guy that a
lot of people play with. Other folks love to hang
around me, but at the end of the day I’ve always felt
somewhat apart from it all. Then one day, I find out
I’m really special. I get all this attention. People
write articles about me, there’s my own TV show...
Wow... This is cool. You begin to put your own
personal value based upon all this other stuff... The
TV show... the articles... That’s what it’s about.
Until you look at the people in your life that it really
IS all about. Your ol pal REX and HAM and BUZZ
and MR POTATO HEAD. Your buddies and
confidantes. The ones you’ve been through hell with.
The ones that’d take a bullet for ya.
You turn and you look at the ‘New Crowd’... The
ones that want you to do the Show... The ones that
need you to feel somehow ‘worthy’ because of your
alleged ‘stature’.
There isn’t a choice. There’s not an (A) and a (B).
You simply must choose friends and family. All the
fortune and glory are nothing without living. And
sure... you risk being thown away... scorned by your
friends and family over time. But dammit... What if
that doesn’t happen. What if she really is the girl of
your dreams.... What if? It’s worth that risk, that
heart ache and that pain, cause through this adventure
of life... While you have peaks and valleys, it’s your
friends that really see you through it all.
NOT ONLY THAT THOUGH! You can take some
of your new friends with you. You don’t have to
choose one situation over another... You can put
them together. There can be a happily ever after.
It’s not about the assurance of happiness forever. It’s
about being with those you love as you continue on
this adventure of life.
If that is JUST a CARTOON to YOU... then I don’t
want to know you.
PIXAR has created a film of such startling meaning
and nuance and beauty and entertainment and just
perfection that... That I am still friggin crying.
When I shut my eyes I can see those folks at PIXAR.
I’ve met them. I’ve shook a lot of their hands, but as
I shut my eyes, I give them all the biggest hug in the
world.
BLESS YOU. YOU HAVE MADE ME SOOO
HAPPY TODAY. You have made a piece of art that
I will show my friends and family for the entirety of
my life. BLESS YOU. The talent in that world of
yours is so beautiful that...
I have to go now. Thank you guys and gals. Thank
you.
The world is a better place for having this film in it.
Now though. Now when I look at Jessie sitting right
there next to my Woody doll now Jessie has a soul...
so much soul. Zurg is soooooo cool now. All those
toys that didn’t live before... now they have a heart
beating inside of them.
That’s PIXAR... they’re wizards. I so wish that
Steve Jobs and John Lassiter were in charge of
DISNEY. They get it. They get it all. Everyone in
this film gets it. It’s just so damn perfect. My toys
are smiling at me. Thank you PIXAR!!!