The Inevitable After-Holiday Crash

That's right, folks, it's happened. People around the world (or at least in Christmas-celebrating regions) are sacked out on their couches, casting glazed stares onto football games (or Food Network or Spongebob or whatever) as they sleep off their food comas from the holidays. My brother and I are no exception. We camped out on the couch all morning in sweats watching Toy Story and sipping tea (or in my brother's case, sparkling apple cider; don't know why).



We got all three of the movies for Christmas, and even though 2 was definitely my favorite, 3 was the most fun to watch today. I haven't seen it since I saw it with my best friends over summer, and it always gets to me! It's even better because I'm part of the generation that grew up with the movies. The fact that we're growing up and leaving our toys behind really applies to our lives as we go through it.

Of course, every time I see a Toy Story movie, I want to take all my stuffed animals down out of my closet and host a tea party. Which is weird, because I was NOT a tea party kid when I was little.

I could watch these movies a million times and they wouldn't get old. The plots are amazing and very in-depth for kids' movies, and they could almost be watched as comedies or classics instead of just Disney kids' films. I still love the movies just as much now as I did ten years ago, and I can still quote the first two word for word.

I also love how every movie they introduce new characters: the first, Buzz; the second, Jessie, Bullseye, and the aliens; the third, Lotso, Big Baby, Barbie, Ken.

And oh, how we all loved Barbie and Ken in this movie. They were so vapid and so superficial and so... STOREBOUGHT that you just had to laugh.
I think Barbie's actually my favorite, and I could use a full-size poster of Ken striking a pose in his hippie costume for my room (if you've seen it, you know what I'm referring to). And even though they were goofy, they made nice assets to the film. Plus I think all Toy Story fanatics were reminded of Tour Guide Barbie in the second one who led them through Al's Toy Barn.

Plus, this movie solved the question of "What would happen if Barbies were brought to life?" It was exactly as I thought it would be.

Stay tuned, part two of my after-holiday crash post coming up, just since it's on the horrid commercialism of the fast food industry, I thought I would keep it separate from this bright, optimistic movie review. =)