Hollywood loves a good established property – something with
characters or a storyline that viewers are already familiar with and eager to
see on the big screen. Something with a built-in audience is a far easier sell
in Tinseltown than something new you have to explain and convince people to
see. So you know – things like Shakespeare, the Bible, Sherlock Holmes, and
other classics like Freddy, Jason, Shaft, Indiana Jones, and, of course, Gru
and the Minions. This month saw the release of Despicable Me 3, the fourth iteration of Illumination Studios’s
money maker if you count the Minions spin-off movie from 2015.
Sequels, prequels, threequels – they all usually share some
of the same DNA. New characters, often in the form of spouses, children, or
sidekids; more complicated plots and subplots; a spotlight for the standout
characters from previous versions; and often an overall dilution of effect.
There’s usually more of everything except quality. Regarding Despicable Me 3, check, check, and
check.
This time around, we see former super villain, Gru, voiced
by Steve Carrel, failing to capture his stuck-in-the-80s nemesis, Balthazar
Brat voiced by South Park’s Trey
Parker. Gru gets fired from the Anti-Villain League and experiences a mid-life,
or perhaps mid-franchise crisis. Meanwhile, his Minions, those sentient little
Hostess Twinkie creatures, walk out on him because he refuses to return to
villainy, and his new wife, Agent Lucy, struggles with being a step-mom to
Gru’s three adopted daughters. Oh, and one of those daughters gets her own
subplot about hunting down a pet unicorn. Oh, and his long, lost twin brother,
Dru, also shows up to reunite with him and let him know that the father Gru
never knew was also a super villain. Oh, and Dru wants Gru to rejoin the old
family business.
There’s plenty going on, for sure, but none of it is
particularly developed. There’s a certain laziness to the writing and
characters, and moments aren’t really given a chance to land and settle in.
There’s lots of complication but not a lot of depth. For instance, in her
efforts to be a tough mom, Lucy accidentally gets her oldest step-daughter
engaged to a boy on the Mediterrean island they’re visiting. It involves
dancing and eating cheese. (Don’t worry, it doesn’t make a ton of sense in the
movie either.) Anyway, Lucy breaks the engagement in about two sentences and
her formerly resentful step daughter suddenly loves her. Not a ton of
explanation or earning it. It’s basically the writers looking out at us,
shrugging, and saying, “You know what we mean though, right?”
It may seem it’s asking a lot to expect fleshed out
characters and a developed storyline from a kids’ cartoon, but it’s really not.
It’s just that Illumination Entertainment projects don’t really specialize in
depth or development. It’s as though they realize they can’t compete with
Disney Pixar, so they just don’t really try.
What Despicable Me 3 does
excel in, however, is physical comedy. There are numerous sequences that made
me laugh out loud strictly from the visuals. Gru and Dru infiltrating the
villain’s lair in skin-tight super suits as well as the dance fights between
Gru and Balthazar Brat are standouts in particular. It’s banana peel humor, for
sure, but what’s wrong with that.
If Disney Pixar is Charlie Chaplin with all longing and
pathos along with the humor, then Illumination Entertainment is Buster Keaton,
the brazen physical comedy clown embracing the pratfall with gusto.
So this is not a terribly enthusiastic review of Despicable Me 3. It feels more like a
glorified tv movie than a summer tent pole. It will make you laugh, but you’ll
forget it pretty quickly once it’s over. But it’s pretty much a guarantee that
if enough of us go see familiar old Gru and and gang, we can count on a Despicable Me 4 in just a couple of
years.