I don’t get it.
I mean, I get Detective Pikachu. The movie, that is. It’s not complicated, basically one part noir, one part cartoon, about a young man trying to figure out who killed his father, and why: a sillier Who Framed Roger Rabbit?, perhaps. I could talk about Justice Smith’s underwhelming performance as Tim Goodman or Ryan Reynolds’s amusing-but-tiring shtick as the voice of the titular yellow catlike Pokemon whose powers involve lightning, I think (it’s never really explained). Or about how something feels just a hair off with the computer animation; there’s an unreality when Tim pats Pikachu’s head, his hand seems to be resting just above it.Read More