Seeing Pixar’s name so close to Disney on credits still makes me uneasy, as does the fact that this trailer for Inside Out starts with 56 seconds of footage from older Pixar movies. It just screams “Remember all the cool stuff we did? See, we can’t be evil!”
From an adventurous balloon ride above the clouds to a monster-filled metropolis, Academy Award®-winning director Pete Docter (“Monsters, Inc.,” “Up”) has taken audiences to unique and imaginative places. In Disney•Pixar’s original movie “ Inside Out,” he will take us to the most extraordinary location of all—inside the mind.
Growing up can be a bumpy road, and it’s no exception for Riley, who is uprooted from her Midwest life when her father starts a new job in San Francisco. Like all of us, Riley is guided by her emotions – Joy (Amy Poehler), Fear (Bill Hader), Anger (Lewis Black), Disgust (Mindy Kaling) and Sadness (Phyllis Smith). The emotions live in Headquarters, the control center inside Riley’s mind, where they help advise her through everyday life. As Riley and her emotions struggle to adjust to a new life in San Francisco, turmoil ensues in Headquarters. Although Joy, Riley’s main and most important emotion, tries to keep things positive, the emotions conflict on how best to navigate a new city, house and school.
Inside Out comes to US theatres in 3D on June 19, 2015.
I’m all for a new Pixar movie, especially one from the Up guy, but if we’re going to go around convincing little kids that their emotions are important enough to warrant their own celebrity voices, I feel like they should at least have a character named “Shut The Hell Up” just to even things out. Preferably voiced by Rip Torn.
Sidenote: This plot actually reminds me of one of my favorite terrible jokes, the “Emo Party” joke, which I will now write down for posterity.
These two guys are sitting in the back of their college lecture, bored out of their minds. “Hey, we should have a party tonight,” one guy says to the other.
“Yeah, definitely. But what kind of party?”
“No way, toga parties are played out.”
“No way, dude, the only theme lamer than togas is Hawaiian.”
“Yeah, but what else is there?”
Just then, a girl sitting a few seats away pipes in – “You guys should throw an emo party.”
“An emo party, what’s that?” one of the dudes asks.
“Everyone comes dressed as an emotion,” the girl says. The two dudes look at each other and shrug. “Huh. Okay, well I guess we’re having an emo party.”
Two German exchange sitting a few seats away suddenly interject – “Ja, can ve come too?”
“Sure,” the two dudes say. “Everyone’s invited.”
The next night, the two dudes are in their backyard leaning against the keg waiting for people to show up, not really knowing what to expect. The doorbell rings. It’s the girl from class. She’s dressed all in blue. “What are you supposed to be?” they ask.
“I’m sadness,” she says. The dudes shrug and point her the way of the keg. The doorbell rings again. They open it, and it’s their buddy Date Rape Dave, and he’s dressed all in red. “What are you supposed to be?” they ask. “I’m anger,” Date Rape Dave says, and they point him back to the keg.
About 20 minutes later they’re all hanging out by the keg again when the doorbell rings. They open the door to find the two German exchange students, one completely naked, but covering his genitals with a teddy bear; the other also naked, but with his dick in a bowl of chocolate pudding. “What the hell are you guys supposed to be?!” demands one of the dudes.
“I am deep in dis bear,” says the first exchange student. “Ja, and I am f*cking dis custard,” says the other.
Go ahead and use that one.