Jarring

Rating: Null/10 (26 November 2016)

It was going to sell...... Mooooaaaanaaa. Moan. Teardrops of pity. Bells and whistles clambering above and behind. It catches you. Moana is a movie of it's own, that speaks it's own language and reaps it's own wounds. Jarring. The ramifications of this movie, if you didn't know it already was, jellies from the distant aftertaste of 'Frozen' and 'Zootopia.' But this picture, if you didn't know it already was, is meant for Hawain culture, made for that specific statute of sensibility. So it's not that funny, but on a yacht at night, with the stars shining upon thee, without a whistle of wind, but the quiet rest of the open sea, and showing this film, if you didn't know it already was one, being shown on an outside projector, with a tropical drink in one hand and a bloody tissue in the other, then can this movie touch the jolts of my heart. What I am saying is this movie requires a journey for you to enjoy it instead of sitting their with a dried up full bag of large popcorn.