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I really enjoyed the Mexican Penguins and their penchant for stealing
scenes away from our main character Mumble. Robin Williams is a very
convincing Chicano, mainly because he's surrounded by actual Mexican
comedian actors who manage to work well off of him and many times out do
him in laughs and charisma.
Ah, dancing penguins. They are the new
fixture of animation whether we like it or not. There are penguins
dancing, penguins singing, penguins joking around, and soon penguins
surfing. This is really not where I wanted American animation to head
into, but alas, “Happy Feet” was a hit, so more dancing penguins. What
“Happy Feet” is, is nothing but a re-enactment of “March of the
Penguins,” set to a pop music score, and lacking the tragic presence.
Everything we learn here, we learned in the former, except this is more
for children than the aforementioned. The harsh realities of life as a
penguin are traded for a safer experience of baby penguins who can
escape the clutches of predators easily, and dance. You want a typical
animated film?
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You got it: Pop culture references, pop song
covers, and a spastic pace, what else is new in American
animation? “Happy Feet” really wasn’t anything I’d never
seen before, nor is it a movie I’d ever want to see again.
Ever. I just don’t understand the hype behind it. Is it the
penguins? Is it the recycled and familiar reduxes of the
music? I don’t know, and I simply don’t understand why it’s
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And an environmental message to boot? No, I
wasn’t sold, nor was I impressed at any moment. “Happy Feet” is absurdly
simple. It lacks any actual story, because it’s almost nothing but
visual gags and singing. Mumble wants to dance, his parents want him to
sing, he grows up, falls for Gloria who can sing, he wants to dance, his
friends teach him how to sing, but he wants to dance.
Cue the endless musical covers that
inevitably amounted to a killer of a headache. And then I managed to
make quick work of the forward button, and then the stop button. While I
always enjoy a ripping good variation of “Somebody to Love” from Queen,
watching penguins singing it just takes away the fun. And this waste of
pure celluloid, talent, and money can't even accomplish its musical
status.
An overrated, mediocre, utterly unoriginal
film was a huge hit in America, what a shocker. Aside from some
memorable characters, “Happy Feet” is a forgettable, irritating, and
rather obnoxious retread of “March of the Pengiuns,” and now my journey
to forget this begins.
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