Toy Story 3 was pretty awesome. I don't think it's better than the second one, but it's almost as good as the first one.

This translates to me as "Worst of the three, but worth seeing anyway."

Plotwise, Toy Story 3 is a bit of a tortured mess, but it's easily forgiveable because it so clearly stems from the creators love of the characters and this universe. You can see the writers thinking "Oh, we HAVE to have this scene where the stuff happens with the things!!!!" and then bending the plot so that awesome scene can happen. And that sort of thing happens over and over and over again, and while each individual scene really IS that aweome and completely worth it, the end result is a plot that doesn't, in the end, make a whole lot of sense. But you probably won't realize that until you get out of the theatre and are on your way home. And I still want to see it again.

And then there's the matter of the last scene, which from a critical standpoint is ridiculously overwritten and in dire need of a visit from the editing fairies, but from an audience perspective had me drowning in tears and mumbling "GODDAMNIT PIXAR HOW DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS?" under my breath for the full ten minutes.

[eta: I do have to give them props for the mother of all callbacks. THAT was not tortured at all, it was simply excellent.]

but from an audience perspective had me drowning in tears and mumbling "GODDAMNIT PIXAR HOW DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS?" under my breath for the full ten minutes.

So you're saying that I should bring extra handkerchiefs and be prepared to be sobbing into Clovis' ears?

Wait, you kind of know my reaction to certain things, so I'll ask it this way! In terms of Jilli Will Cry At This, where does it fall in this list? Lilo And Stitch, "Jessie's Song" from Toy Story 2, or the entirety of Big Fish.

Jessie's Song, but moreso.

Basically, I can never throw any of Dylan's toys away, ever.

Basically, I can never throw any of Dylan's toys away, ever.

Oh ... dear. That's what I was afraid of. Right, sobbing it is.

Basically, I can never throw any of Dylan's toys away, ever.

Pfft. Like people become THAT attached to their stuffed animals and action figures in REAL LIFE. PFFFT I SAY.

t hides 12 Rubbermaid bins of stuffed animals, dolls, and action figures that date back to 1974.

Yeah.

Like people become THAT attached to their stuffed animals and action figures in REAL LIFE. PFFFT I SAY.

HELLO, HAVE YOU MET ME AND MY DEVILBUNNY?

hides 12 Rubbermaid bins of stuffed animals, dolls, and action figures that date back to 1974.

Ha. Ha, I say.

Our stuffed toys include a panda, a naked mole rat purchased at the Cincinnati Zoo, penguins of varying ages, a couple of Beanie Baby owls to celebrate the occasional graduation, and a variety of echidnas, including one of about 17 years' vintage called Wilbur Wonklefoot. Oh, and Ryan has some stuffed toys too.

Pfft. Like people become THAT attached to their stuffed animals and action figures in REAL LIFE. PFFFT I SAY.

BUT THE TOYS MIGHT BE SAD!

I was actually quite surprised that Gramma kept them all. My Gare-Bear (a Paddington) that my mom's boyfriend gave me when I turned 1 and currently sits on my bed, my stuffed dog whose tail was cut off (by me when I wanted a raccoon's tail) that I got when I was 2 or 3, my Gus that my godmother made me, my Audrey doll, and my Kwepie doll called Popeye.

Then again, maybe I shouldn't be. My mom has all of her dolls from her childhood. Including the Poor Pitiful Pearl that is missing her nose because my Uncle Kurt got mad at mom and bit the nose off.