Finding Dory was preceded by the short film Piper, which was a characteristically cute little story of a little
sandpiper who at first is traumatised by water, but then learns to innovate by
following some little hermit crabs and becomes the best little hunter around.
It’s a very Pixar story, extremely cute and full of heart (though of course
requires us to be highly selective with what life forms we anthropomorphise),
with plenty going for it technically – not just the water effects, but the
clever way the simulated depth of field imitated cameras focusing on very small
things. For me, though, the strangest surprise was seeing King Crimson stalwart
(and recent NyX collaborator) Adrian Belew provided the music.
The
movie itself was a triumph. When the sequel to Finding Nemo was announced, people were sceptical. Finding Nemo
again? But the shift of the story from Marlin to Dory was a very clever one.
Dory as a character centred on the quirk of her memory loss. That made her a
character who was extremely amusing but shallow – what would she forget next?
Her friends? Her companions? Where did she come from? What was she doing before
she met Marlin?
So
here we get a quest for self-discovery from a fish with short-term memory loss.
And, indeed, long-term memory loss. Dory doesn’t remember her parents, until
small things begin to remind her of where she grew up. Not in the ocean, but in
captivity.
Like
the first film, Finding Dory is
primarily a journey – or two journeys, since Marlin and Dory are separated
through much of the story. On this journey, numerous characters are introduced
very quickly – burly, protective but fun-loving sea-lions; insecure but
loveable whales; a self-centred but good-hearted octopus; a typical small role
for John Ratzenburger as a little crab quietly trimming the lawn. Sigourney
Weaver steals the show without actually having a character, and there’s a very
satisfying mini-cameo right at the end to tie up some loose threads from the
first film.
Of
course, the film relies heavily on coincidence, highly unlikely feats of action
and an octopus able to thrive seemingly indefinitely out of water. But those
don’t impede a simple, direct and at times very moving plot. There’s a little
plot device involving shells that is particularly sweet. Having this kind of
ensemble cast works well in an animation, when characters can be so distinct
without having to play a very large role in the story, and the humour is always
gentle, affectionate and celebrates pushing yourself a little further before
and thinking outside the box.
Visually,
this is also triumphant, a notable improvement from the first film, and the
huge central tank of the aquarium is particularly beautiful – though of course
animating something designed to be beautiful is going to result in beauty, so
that helps the visual impact of the film. In some ways the ending is a little
messy and one wonders if there wasn’t some huge impact on how humans view
marine life, but it was also a satisfying large-scale moment in a relatively
small-scale film.
Sequels
are often seen as a lazy cash-in, and very often detract from the original. But
this kind of sequel, made 13 years later from a place of real affection for the
original, filling a gap that persists from the original storyline, is exactly
how a sequel should be done. And it didn’t hurt that baby Dory was just so damn
cute!
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