I could have done without the kewpie-doll faces and oversized eyes, but for the most part and where it counts, The Boss Baby gets its kids just right.
It's the rare cartoon that actually feels like a cartoon, propelled by its goofiness and sheer energy and rarely bogged down by boring, polemical lesson-learning.
It's not easy to make an entire movie around a two-word premise, and "Boss Baby" shows why.
The plot is so senseless it could have been written up by bleary, sleep-deprived parents. It's all just a pretext for a pitiful one-joke movie.
The animation and sound effects are so superbly rendered -- the fantasy sequences have an entirely different and nifty flavor -- that a drop of drool or a puff of baby powder seems to have real texture and feeling.
It's a movie whose story is aimed at the siblings of newborns - the 8-and-under crowd, more or less. They'll follow the plot for most of the way; they just might be puzzled by their accompanying parent's reactions. "What's so funny, Dad?"
With its snappy pace and bright animation, this movie will appeal both to parents who always suspect that the baby is the boss and to their children, who know that this is a fact.
An unsettling talking-infant farce that doubles as an unsettling Pop Capitalist saga for the age of the corporate citizen.
While DreamWorks Animation's latest movie starts well and ends sweetly, the loud, frenetic middle seems like an awfully good time to squeeze in a nap.