Slightly anti-climactic/abrupt finish aside, as fascinatingly nasty a neo-noir as any of the crop that's emerged from the Austin crowd over the last few years.
Astonishingly creative and the best Pixar movie since Toy Story 3. That said, still suffers from a bit of Disneyfied sentimentality and a tendency toward broad strokes. I know, I know, it's a kids' movie but Ratatouille and the Toy Story movies never felt oversimplified. Make the family unit less perfect next time and I'll buy the angst a bit more.
Also, Bing Bong is the greatest. Richard Kind, Phyllis Smith and Amy Poehler are obviously geniuses.
Can't believe I avoided this movie for years just because it's a musical. More fool me. But then again, I just got to see it for the first time so I win either way. So formally audacious it made my head spin, Roy Scheider is (as always) an acting god, and (oddly enough) the whole thing reminded me a bit of Louie.
Best thing about this movie is watching Jude Law continue on his path to becoming a combination of Jason Statham and 70s/80s Michael Caine. It's a pretty fun movie otherwise too, some third act plausibility issues aside. An old-fashioned, unpretentious thriller for grown-ups. They don't come along often enough.