Ya know, I actually don't like Up
that much. It's a big step down from
in my eyes. Everybody loves the first ten minutes, and the scenes
of him trying to keep the house are good, and the flight through the
thunderstorm is visually exciting, but after that... the film slowly
starts to go off the rails.
It really starts when Kevin comes into the picture. Frankly, I didn't
give a rat's ass about Kevin. He's just a big colorful bird. We care
about the old man and the little kid, not this bird. I didn't see the
big deal, but uh... yeah, kill that bird and mount its skeleton in a
glass case. I don't care. It's just a big bird. There's nothing exciting
or special about him. Now, maybe if they'd found the last living
dinosaur or something, in this ancient tropical rain forest... maybe
then I'd want them to rescue and save it. But a bird?
So the whole struggle over Kevin, which takes up the majority of the
film, didn't work for me. I didn't care about what they were doing,
because the bird was meaningless to me. Go ahead and kill that bird.
Hell, cook and eat that bird. Fuck Kevin.
Then we come to the reveal that the famous adventurer Charles Muntz is
still alive and still after that bird. Wait... what? You're gonna tell
me that this guy, who seemed to be in his 30s or 40s when Carl was just a
little boy, is still alive now that Carl is an old man? Muntz outlived
Ellie? Did Muntz somehow come across the fountain of youth in Patagonia
and I just missed it? How is this even possible? It sounds strange, but
I'll go ahead and believe that a rat wants to cook french cuisine before
I'll believe that Muntz is still alive and kicking.
And then you've got those action scenes of the dogs piloting airplanes
and uhhhh... the movie just lost me. It started out really strong but by
the end, it lost any emotional resonance. You're just watching dogs in
planes flying around shooting (dogfighting, if you will) and it all just
feels silly and stupid.