I just got back from watching Toy Story 3. I know, that it’s already been reviewed and praised so many times that this review is useless, but I don’t know. I just feel like this movie deserves all that praise. It’s got all I could want in a movie-humor, adventure, excitement, action, even a little bit of romance(gonna keep quiet about this, but I would think the pairing is obvious), and…one of the most bittersweet, heartbreaking, but still strangely satisfying endings I’ve ever seen.
It’s pointless to watch this movie without watching the first 2, that bit should be obvious. You would get it and be able to follow it, I guess…but it won’t have the same emotional depth. There’s also the fact that some of the jokes are only funny if you know where they came from. Moving on, this isn’t really a review. I just felt like I wanted to have a little reflection on the movie.
Beyond all the adventure, the fact that the toys are breaking out of a “prison”, and beyond the laughs, the entire movie actually revolves around the sad reality that we, as people, can’t avoid growing up. We won’t be young forever, and eventually we’ll have to realize that in at least one point of our lives, we’re going to have no choice but to force ourselves to be strong and leave behind a huge part of us.
It’s unavoidable, sad, and most of us don’t even want to come close to believing or admitting it. The thing is; I believe that sometimes, we actually do have a choice in the matter. Obviously, when we grow up, we start getting more and more responsibility thrown at us. We’re forced to make decisions where both choices end with sucky results. However, the thing that I found really sad about the end of this movie was Andy’s decision.
We won’t be a kid forever, fine. Even if we could travel back in time or something and try to relive it all again, it’s not going to be the same. Even our perception of the way time is passing by changes. When we were a kid, an hour felt like forever. Now a year flashes by without us realizing it. It’s unfair, it’s annoying, and I guess that was the charm of another Disney movie, Peter Pan. It showed the possibility of being a kid forever.
But in all honesty, we don’t need Neverland, because we don’t have to stop being a kid. Ever. Not once.
Some people choose to let it all go. Move on, and just keep and cherish the memories for years to come. They tell themselves that since they’re all grown up, there’s no more time for games. They can’t sit around playing with their old toys and be young. Well, guess what? Screw the stereotypes of society. It’s only when you’re a kid can you realize that you can have fun, be as creative as you want without giving a shit because YOU know you’re being awesome, and have that curiosity to know what goes on with the world. Kids are smarter than adults give them credit for, I’m sure we all know that. There will always be that moment where you realize that sometimes, kids know a lot more about life than we do. The only problem is that they forget what they know. They become afraid. They forget that wisdom and creativity and ability to have as much fun as you want.
Maturity doesn’t mean you have to stop being a kid. It doesn’t mean you have to be ashamed that you still play with toys or that you still enjoy playing those games where you pretend to be pirates or warriors or whatever. We could all use a little bit of child-like thinking. Kids have always found a way to imagine and make boring things fun again. They’re the ones that forget about a fight a day after. They’re the ones who try to keep things as simple as possible. They find so much joy in the simplest of things, like a new crayon or half a cookie.
Being mature doesn’t mean becoming old. It just means you know when the right time is to be an adult, and when you have the right to be a kid again.
It means being able to say that you’re proud of your childhood, because you wouldn’t be who you are now without it. And most of all, it’s not being afraid to continue that childhood; to continue learning, and to continue finding ways to make something as simple a plastic figure into something great.
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Author's Note: I'm not entirely sure, I just felt like writing this. XD Yes, fine. My insights are bleargh, but I don't feel good right now. =)) I needed to practice writing stuff that are like essays again, since school's started. >_>
I keep forgetting to import my dA entries into this blog. Gah.
Anyway. That is all.
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