Less than Less than Expected

Rating: 5/10 (10 March 2015)

Ever since I read the flap from a book in the back of my dad's car, I've had a very strong business model. Good is the enemy of great, or rather prevents it. Lots of the Pixar movies are good, which is just fine, but people praise them as being great. There are plenty of great Pixar movies, though. I expected Frozen to be great from all the talk, but it was only good. It's not a dis on the movie, but I was let down because of the fans. Big Hero 6 was endlessly hyped as being great, but it wasn't even good. It wasn't okay. It was sub-average.
Big Hero 6 introduces some fun, weird characters, but goes nowhere with them. Act I was as cookie-cutter as the term cookie-cutter. There was the great art and animation typical to a Pixar movie, but that didn't support much of anything. This story is not a bad concept, it's a good concept that set up a scenario I wanted to see. But the events and their outcomes are incredibly generic. Every time the masked villain shows up, every scene with the team trying to work together is so incredibly boring. If a scene ends in the way it LOOKS like it will end from the perspective of the start, that's a huge failure.
The worst of all: the ending. I saw it coming as it was happening. But the ol' boys in the story department gave us a big shock that was equivalent of whipping it out in public. They reveal who the antagonist is and...no one gives a small wet turd. It's barely even important. I stopped caring part way through the movie and the ending was great because it gave me the chance to get up and use the bathroom.
The voice-acting and animation was okay, but the movie was too in love with itself over how cute the audience thought Baymax was. It was too in love with itself for having a wacky cast and an "emotional" journey. I didn't believe that Hiro's brother was reasonable motivation for hunting down the masked dude and the worst thing that happened to him was at the beginning, thus bringing the levels of emotional conflict presented at the start down to a healthy zero. I was satisfied with the care the theater seat took in comforting me, whispering into my ear, "fear not my sweet, 'tis but a bad film. It passes by like a dream, and fades like smoke in air, or ripples on a stream."