Lightyear

Lightyear ★★★½

A few minutes after my screening of Lightyear started, a mom and a young girl — I’d guess she was maybe 10 or 11 years old — arrived at the theater, and sat down right next to me. At first I was annoyed because I’m a germaphobic weirdo and I like to keep a little space around me at the theater these days if at all possible. This mom and daughter didn’t even leave me a buffer seat. For a minute or two, I thought about moving to a less crowded part of the theater.

I stayed because it quickly became clear that this girl was loving the film, and seeing it through her eyes was a special thing to behold. She was invested in this story in the way only a kid can be invested in a story. She bounced up and down in her seat, repeated the dialogue back to the screen in a soft voice, and cheered all the big heroic moments. During a crucial scene late in the film, she whispered “Don’t do it Buzz!” with such intensity I was terrified Buzz would do it and break this poor kid’s heart forever.

Full review at ScreenCrush.