Peter Sohn
Elemental

This "new" Pixar film is preceded by the short film Carl’s Date, which brings back to the screen the octogenarian protagonist of Up (2009), here dealing with his first date after the death of his beloved Ellie. A narrative gem with a shimmering aura of melancholy that becomes the only valid reason to go to the cinema to watch Elemental. Few, intense, and ironic minutes in which Bob Peterson's direction narrates the evolution of the character Carl Fredricksen, to whom, for the last time in 2021, actor Ed Asner lent his voice shortly before his passing.

What immediately stands out is the setting among soulless buildings and skyscrapers [excluding those of the most vulgar commerce] of a fabled Metropolis of the near future, a scenario in which the Human protagonist moves with not a little sense of anguish and fatality. However, the Human meets some little people with whom to converse about the vacuous Present, without ever daring institutional invectives (heaven forbid, an eventual "pro Džielonia war tagged Goldmansachs" must continue!) or collateral philosophical quotes à la Slavoyj žižek-Donna Haraway.

Feeble dialogues accompany the progressive exit of flesh and bone individuals, & with them my first yawn. Thus coming into play are the symbolic entity-characters representing each damn known Element: Fire, Water, Earth, and Air...result? After seeing what three of these Elemental creatures have unraveled from their exuberant molecules I hoped, at least, for the subject of soil on which we all stand, instead, magnanimity and moral deconstruction never-ending from their innards making my 2nd yawn followed by a 1st thumbs down. Humans make a reappearance, but what happens sounds even more predictable and the level remains that of a Marzullo book or an episode of Glee written with the tip of the left nipple. In short, to conclude, to avoid spoiling the bulk of the general bluster against good taste via the cinematic path in question, I express as a Side note a quick but sharp thought: many artists from the '600 onward, predominantly Engravers-Painters and Musicians-Composers up to contemporary Bands like the Arrows or the Litfiby have in the past abundantly explored the theme of the founding Elements not only of the life of us lost Animals here but of the spirit of the entire Universe, and in Cinema, the only analogous-exploratory testimony is in a single Science Fiction film, aptly titled "Element". That film had its own reason, its narrative crescendo, an index of reflective insights...as for this last one signed Peter sXohn, in addition to screenwriters of dubious neo-school of Pixar visual arts, instead, really, no...Catatonic, pretentious and inconclusive as it is. The principal objective, or at least a germ of distant premise, should have been a libertarian substantial denunciation of the turbo-capitalistic explosive tendencies against the ordo harmonicum Aeria, Terris, Idricii (cum grano salis), perhaps a little denunciation seasoned by the continuous heroic attempt of some good mammalian or scaly soul [but also of thousands of Bees] to seek and identify 3 other key elements to effectively outweigh, in number, the Capital Sins present in the inveterate Christian allogenetic omni-whatevers and not only. But the fear of escaping a formula tailored for a target covering the orbital pre-adolescent age of 6-14 [and that advanced elderly "a ghiurra"] has generated, beyond yet another emotional collapse in the so-called Mature Audience on this side of the Ocean, a grim signal of further disorientation in the ideation of the interactive product made nude-concept Made in USA, from the pilluttu now excessively eroded.

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