Twelve or thirteen years later, here comes the present "attempt of an exciting restyling of the story of the little fish Nemo," unfortunately with not very exhilarating and - I would say - almost not at all exciting results. Dory, finally remembering she has her own parents, Charlie and Jenny, travels along "unspecified ocean current" to California, where she meets numerous new characters, among which I personally just save the sea lions, while I promote the dolphin-whale Destiny, her trusty assistant-beluga Bailey, and, of course, the octopus Hank. Indifferent is the role of the Coot Becky. Absolutely out of place is the announcer intervention of the "head of the Marine Biology Clinic," in Italian portrayed by Licia Colò, and equally dull is the scene of the Dory-clone fish guiding Marlin and Nemo [who throughout the film never made me laugh except for just a smidgen in the scene where they hijack the truck].

Another substantial flaw in this Pixar film is the chronological rendering of the protagonist's fathers: they appear – when Dory was young – firstly worn out and discolored, and later rejuvenated and a brilliant cobalt blue. For the remaining "transitional" scenes, except for some typo from the first movie, barely passable.

What...emerges, therefore, examining the ugly, the good, and the passable, is that Finding Dory is a feature film for teenagers and kids with mom and dad, and not, alas, a movie for everyone.

In summary, anyone who wishes to watch it from now on should not hope for pure entertainment or cinema of substance: I judge it 3/5 in extremis.

Until the next "whimsy," de-people!

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