Nickelodeon’s long-running series SpongeBob SquarePants is characterized by sweet, cheery cartoon
surrealism. In recounting the bizarre adventures of a happy sponge who lives in
a pineapple under the sea, it has built a gentle world of nautical nonsense,
non-sequiturs, asides, incongruous mixed media inserts, goofball slapstick
contortions and silly voices. The show will do anything for a ridiculous sight
gag or goofy sound effect, but loves its characters so earnestly and
consistently that it rarely devolves into free floating weirdness. At the
loveable center is SpongeBob himself. Created by Stephen Hillenburg and voiced
by Tom Kenny, he’s one of the all-time great cartoon characters, a source of
endless silliness springing forth from a supply of inexhaustible optimism. Even
if a story is a dud, I still like this sponge.
In The SpongeBob Movie:
Sponge Out of Water, the second big-screen outing for this TV world, the
jokes aren’t as dense as they should be. But we’re talking about a cartoon that
has been on the air since 1999, hasn’t been in theaters since 2004, and is
accustomed to telling stories 10 or 11 minutes long. A bit of franchise fatigue
should be expected. It sets in as series regular director Paul Tibbitt and
screenwriters Glenn Berger and Jonathan Aibel, of the Alvin and the Chipmunks squeakquels, stretch a thin bit of plot to goof
around for over 90 minutes. There’s not much there in terms of emotional
investment or compelling story, but at least the time passes largely painlessly.
It’s hard to dislike something so bright, chipper, and eager to please, even as
I found myself wondering why this story was worth telling at all, let alone
outside the confines of the show.
There’s really no reason the movie should work, or be as
charming as it often manages to be. The characters aren’t as fresh as they once
were, and their new film recycles storylines done better in their first film,
and in some of the series’ classic episodes. (There’s even a totally
unsuccessful attempt to recreate the magic of “The F.U.N. Song.”) Sponge Out of Water concerns yet another
diabolical plot to steal the town of Bikini Bottom’s beloved top-secret Krabby
Patty formula, zealously protected by Mr. Krabs (Clancy Brown) from his tiny
megalomaniacal rival restaurateur, Plankton (Mr. Lawrence). It’s up to the
loyal Krusty Krab fry cook SpongeBob to save the formula, a process that’s
longer and more elaborate than TV would allow, with an epic food fight, angry
mobs, magic, and time travel, culminating in a slapstick superhero parody that
somehow doesn’t mention Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy.
We get a great deal of hand-drawn zaniness that draws in all
the series regulars – dim starfish Patrick (Bill Fagerbakke), fussy Squidward (Rodger
Bumpass), squirrelly Sandy (Carolyn Lawrence) – and cameos from memorable
supporting characters, with quick wordplay and rubbery gags. Eventually, it
concludes with the gang washing ashore on the trail of a missing recipe. There
on the beach, they interact with live action extras while rendered in 3D CG
animation. This sidesteps one of my favorite running jokes in the series,
representing SpongeBob out of water as an actual dry sponge on a stick waggled
about by an obvious puppeteer. Making him and his friends exaggerated CG things
walking around a beach is an okay bit of colorful nonsense, but seems a
concession to something more ordinary and predictable than the usual SpongeBob tone.
I didn’t mind it too much, but it goes on far too long. The
picture seems a little underpowered, burning bright with engaging zippy
randomized cartoonishness, then losing steam the longer it runs. But where else
will you see Antonio Banderas play a character named Burger Beard, an exaggerated pirate who
just wants to start his own food truck? Or a cosmic dolphin named Bubbles? Or
singing seagulls? Or a burger-shortage inspiring full-on Mad Max apocalyptic mob mentality? Or multiple hilarious montage parodies? Or repeated trips through a 2001 time-travel kaleidoscope wormhole
set to an original Pharrell song? You’re never exactly sure what’s around the
next corner in Sponge Out of Water,
as much a sign of its desperation as its inspiration. It could’ve been more,
but as a modestly effective bit of harmless superfluous silliness, it’s not so
bad.
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