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| Tina Fey and Jamie Foxx in Soul |
Pixar has produced so many phenomenal films, it's hard to say if there even is a best one. But you know, if there was, it just might be Soul. The storytelling is so economical, so effortless, so richly textured. Even characters we only see for a scene or two feel gorgeously real. There are great moments of physical comedy. There's a rendering of the late afternoon sunlight in New York City so majestic and serene that it'll make you want to fucking cry. This movie made me feel all of the feels. If they have movies a hundred years from now, people will still be watching this one.
I mean, I'm as surprised as any of you are to realize that my old movie review blog even exists. I haven't looked at it, or really thought about it, since 2017, which was... let me check. Yeah, roughly nine hundred billion years ago. We'd never seen members of Congress openly flirt with sedition and nobody knew what TikTok was. I'm honestly not even sure I knew the word "pandemic." We were all so young then.
Soul was so good that I that it made me think "damn, I need to need to write something about this movie so my friends know how good it is." The thought dropped like an anchor down some deep hole in my memory and came back up with this blog stuck to it.
I actually don't want to tell you much more about Soul except that I think you should watch it. Oh, and also that one of its many delights is that it contains scenes wherein a man in a hospital gown walks down a public sidewalk in New York City, carrying a cat, and he's clearly having a back and forth conversation with the cat, and none of the New Yorkers around him pay the slightest bit of attention. And they do the scene in such a way that you notice this, and think, "yeah, that's about right."
