It’s been 11 years since Toy Story 2 came out, a film from my childhood, so as you can imagine I was immensely excited to see the next, and final, installment of what Mark Kermode (my favourite film critic) has called “the greatest trilogy of all time.” And I have to say, he’s absolutely right.
Toy Story 3 begins with a scenario not dissimilar to its predecessor, a fictional high-action scene, this time involving Woody, Buzz, Jessie, Bullseye and Rex leading the charge to fight Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head, Hamm and the 3 Aliens’ dastardly plan. It’s a brilliant show of the advancement of technology for Pixar since 1999, and the rest of the film doesn’t disappoint. Its story is more emotional than the previous, this time, Andy is 17 and is about to go off to College, meaning he leaves all his favourite toys behind, and all of whom are donated to a day-care centre. Woody escapes to try and find Andy, but then he is forced to go back and help his friends to save the day, like he always does.
We meet many different toys in this one, a personal favourite of mine was Buttercup, a white unicorn with hearts on his cheeks voiced by Jeff Garlin, the man who voiced the captain of the Cruise Ship thing in the brilliant WALL-E. Each toy has such an immense level of detail attached to it that you just have to stop and marvel at how incredible they look. Even with the classic characters, it seems Pixar have gone all out to make them the most beautiful they’ve ever been, on Woody, you can actually see the stitches and seams of his costume. After seeing Pixar go better than the first Toy Story with the pretty much perfect Toy Story 2, you wouldn’t think they could top it, or even match it. But with the third installment, oh, they have.
This film is much more emotional than the last two, as the toys are scared at losing Andy for good, we’re scared of losing the characters we all know and love for good. In the climactic scene at the rubbish tip, you can feel every single emotion the people at Pixar had coming through, you can feel it so much that I actually got goosebumps on more than one occasion. The painfully happy yet sad final scene is amazing, I was on the verge of shedding a tear or two, and I was actually begging myself to cry, it seemed that Toy Story and Pixar has done enough over the last 15 years to warrant my years. I was gutted I didn’t when I came out of the cinema.
To sum up, Toy Story 3 is an emotional, gripping, incredible animation that proves that Pixar are leagues ahead of any other animation studio today.