Inside Out is a
film so in touch with its protagonist’s emotions it makes them characters unto
themselves. The result is one of Pixar’s loveliest conceptual gambits, daring
in its simplicity, moving in its surprising dexterity. Certainly the idea of
personifying the human brain’s many emotions is not a new one. But what’s new
is this film’s sustained commitment to psychological zaniness, finding
inventive and satisfying analogues for mental processes without losing a sense
of compassion or an elastic sense of humor. A moving evocation of complicated
emotions through brilliantly colorful cartoon adventure, it’s a perfect fit for
Pixar’s favorite subjects: elaborate contraptions, colorful characters,
memorable complications, affectionate teamwork parables, and emotional
complexity. This is one of the animation studio’s warmest, most vital films in
years.
Here is a film knowledgeable about what it’s like to be
eleven, going on twelve, full of conflicting impulses on the bridge between
childhood wonder and adult resignation. Our main character is Riley (Kaitlyn
Dias), a girl whose loving parents (Diane Lane and Kyle MacLachlan) have
decided to move from Minnesota to San Francisco, a prospect as intimidating as
it is exciting. Our setting is her brain, amongst the little voices inside her
head. Writer-director Pete Docter (responsible for modern classics Monsters, Inc. and Up) imagines a quintet of primary-color cartoon beings sitting
behind a control panel in a big pastel room, processing incoming sensory detail
and converting them into memories. Most importantly, they’re her emotions,
helping her react to the world. Taking charge is Joy (Amy Poehler), but Sadness
(Phyllis Smith), Fear (Bill Hader), Disgust (Mindy Kaling), and Anger (Lewis
Black) are jostling to make themselves known as well.
The emotions are brought to vivid life in voice performances
brimming with a child’s excitable naïveté. Joy isn’t the lead for no good
reason. There’s energy and happiness, and character coherence as the five
beings make themselves known through one voice. It’s easy to believe these
different outlooks on life expressed by their color-coded geometric designs –
sunny yellow flower Joy, blobby blue Sadness, wiry purple Fear, broccoli-green
Disgust, squat fire-red Anger – add up to one character. They’re treated as
figures of fun, predictable in their responses to any given development, and
seriously as key components of any healthy mind. You might think a movie built
around characters defined by precisely one emotion would grow monotonous, but
the performers find remarkable shadings within their set ranges, piling on
adjectives, growing complex as they work together to run one mind. Docter and
crew find value in every emotion, acknowledging they each have their place.
As they punch buttons and manipulate glowing memory orbs on
their way to storage, we see only a blending of their attributes can accomplish
the goal. Trouble starts when, struggling to keep Riley joyful after the
jarring cross-country move, Joy and Sadness are caught in an accident. They’re left
stranded far from the controls, lost in Long Term Memory. The others try their
best to keep Riley safe and sane, resulting in mood swings – sarcasm, panic,
and outbursts. Meanwhile, Joy and Sadness move through cartoon symbolism – a
train of thought, warehouse workers causing forgetfulness, dream production
studios, and a dark scary subconscious. This vision of the mind is a world of
vibrant colors, candy textures in gleaming mental faculties factories and vast
corridors of memories. Joy and Sadness work their way through lands of
imagination, abstract thought, core personality traits, and crates of facts and
opinions, on the way back to where they belong.
Imagination fills the frame. We meet a forgotten imaginary
friend (Richard Kind), glimpse childhood memories, and meet some of Riley’s
fears and dreams (scary clowns and towheaded boy bands). Rubbery cartoon
mechanics in the mind – splats and bonks, stretchy expressionism and sight gags
– tie to a real-world portrayed more drably and realistically, as the wacky
emotions’ antics play out subtly across the girl’s face. It’s one of the most
simply astonishing feats of animated acting I’ve ever seen. Inside her
emotions contort and careen, while on the outside she appears thrillingly
natural, a real little girl. It’s a terrific crosscut cause-and-effect, good
for gags and heartfelt tenderness. This is as good a metaphor for depression as
I’ve ever seen – inner conflict leading to outer discomfort and vice versa –
wrapped in a buoyantly entertaining cartoon adventure. Riley is unhappy with
her new circumstances and is unsure how to react. Starting over in a new place
is difficult.
So is growing older. Memories fade. What once was important to your personality evolves, or disappears. Old happy memories gain bittersweet tints. This all packs quite the wallop. Like Up and Toy Story 3, it gains great power from its recognition of aging’s melancholy inevitability, and the importance of embracing new aspects of life’s journey, stepping forward with those you love. Here there are passages of childhood memory I would compare to The Tree of Life for their precise observation and overwhelming compassion. Moments inside the brain, cartoony though they may be, come freighted with symbolic imagery in vast stretches of psychology transmuted into only-in-animation splendor. There is no villain. Joy’s main goal to keep Riley happy all the time is recognized as unsustainable. In its simplicity, it’s complicated.
So is growing older. Memories fade. What once was important to your personality evolves, or disappears. Old happy memories gain bittersweet tints. This all packs quite the wallop. Like Up and Toy Story 3, it gains great power from its recognition of aging’s melancholy inevitability, and the importance of embracing new aspects of life’s journey, stepping forward with those you love. Here there are passages of childhood memory I would compare to The Tree of Life for their precise observation and overwhelming compassion. Moments inside the brain, cartoony though they may be, come freighted with symbolic imagery in vast stretches of psychology transmuted into only-in-animation splendor. There is no villain. Joy’s main goal to keep Riley happy all the time is recognized as unsustainable. In its simplicity, it’s complicated.
And yet it’s also light and lovely, teasing in its
complexity. It contains great truths and great feelings without dragging itself
down. Great fun is kept aloft by the lovable voices, Pixar-formula cotton-candy plotting (co-written by Meg LeFauvre and Josh Cooley),
Michael Giacchino’s chirpy New Age fairy tale score, and a team of animators
imbuing each frame with buoyant personality. It could make you laugh and cry and feel happy
for doing so, indulging every single emotion at the controls of your responses
as we speak. Another great Pixar confection, Inside Out is sweet entertainment for the whole family. And like
the best family films, it imagines a lively multicolored scenario a little
exciting, a little scary, as bright and funny as it is wise. In a world that
can be full of forced good feelings and manic positivity, how wonderful to find
such a fast, clever, entertaining argument for embracing every feeling in your emotional palate.
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