Most of all, I remember the third act, which did the emotional and intense Toy Story 3 climax in a junkyard before even the first of the Toy Story films existed. I remember the emotional Blanky, the most innocent and emotional of the lot, as the film's heart. I remember rooting for Toaster and his band of appliances as they journeyed to find their master, a young boy named Rob. Not death, or torture, or anything that would feel like Our Heroes got “revenge,” but rather his worst fear of all: complete and utter loss of control.I know I'm not alone here: there are few films that 80s and 90s kids will find as nostalgic as The Brave Little Toaster. He’s a sympathetic villain, but a complete, last-second change of heart would have felt cheap, IMO. Thus, Sid’s monstrous creations in Toy Story 1 are “good toys,” despite being pretty damn terrifying, because they work to protect and fix each other. What matters are two things: that toy’s devotion to its kid (and vice versa), and equally importantly, loyalty to its friends. In all three movies, a major theme has been that the “cuteness” of a toy has nothing to do with whether it’s a good toy. Isn’t that part of the point? He’s the “Stinky Pete” of Toy Story 3 (although IMO a more interesting character, and better villain, than Stinky Pete was). Everyone knows a teddy bear can’t be evil! I was hoping he would be re-united with Daisy and get redemption, but apparently my mind is too full of maudlin sentimental crap to be an effective storyteller! I didn’t like Lotso being as evil as he was. It’s a little embarrassing to admit, but I feel like a part of my childhood has finally closed the door, and I’m both happy and sad about it. And Toy Story 3 completes their story - everyone’s story - in the most perfect way imaginable. Woody, Buzz, and the rest are characters as dear to my heart as Luke Skywalker or Jim Kirk were for folks older than my generation. I’m someone who’s basically grown up with the Pixar films - Toy Story came out when I was eleven, and it’s still one of my favorite movies, a treasured classic that works as well for my adult self today as it did for my kid self in 1995. It’s just as good as the first two, equal parts hilarious and poignant. It was so detailed with so much going on.ĥ0 years from now they’ll look back at the whole Toy Story trilogy as one of the finest achievements of American cinema. I think 50 years from now they’ll look back on it as a masterpiece.
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