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Consumerism, Consumption & WALL-E

I took my 3-year old son to see WALL-E yesterday, thinking it would be a cute Pixar movie. I mean, he loves Nemo, Buzz, Lightning McQueen and all of those cute characters, but WALL-E, as cute as he is, just didn't keep little man's attention.
This movie is the guys at Pixar's opportunity to put their message in front of a global audience - we are killing our planet and ourselves. SPOILER ALERT: if you don't want to know the plot, stop reading here.

Basically, humans have destroyed our planet and have been sent off into space for what is supposed to be five years while little robots (WALL-E) have been left behind to clean up our mess. 700 years later, humans are still in space and our little WALL-E is the only one left still cleaning up. Humans no longer have to walk around anywhere and sit in these hoverchairs that take them everywhere they need to go, they drink all of their meals in cups and they are big fat blobs. I felt really guilty about getting butter on my popcorn at this point.

What happened next, I don't know because my son lost interest and we had to leave, so everyone else could actually hear the movie over his screams, "Mommie I don't want to see this movie anymore..."

In the end, cute little guy, but he's no ET.


  1. Just came across your blog via your entry in the inspiration board and love it. I went to see Wall-E on a date...yes date, so lame, and I have to admit that I would have cried like your son if my date would have taken me out of the theater. For some odd reason the guy (referred to as apple boy on my blog) was in love with the movie. Sorry for the novel but in the end my date claimed I wasn't human because I didn't feel the same love for little wall-e as he possessed. Glad to see that I'm not the only one :)


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