A fable that insists it isn't one. Self-possessed and convinced of its charms, but I suppose I'm not telling you anything you don't know. This is your deal, or it isn't, and you knew by the time it said "Wes Ander..." so what are we doing here exactly.
For myself, I found it walked that tightrope of "quirky" into "overbearing" quite easily. Practical effects are densely packed here, and performances are a little same-same, which is understandable since everyone is…