Yesterday, I continued my one-week tradition of enjoying a $5 movie.
Again, thought about seeing The Photograph and again went naahhhh..

I’d rather watch a CG animated hedgehog from a game that was never really good at.
If 1917 was available, I think I would watch that but it’s long blown by.   Oh, wells.

What really an impression on me wasn’t Sonic, but Call of the Wild.   There were retired and disabled people practically lined up outside the door for that precious $5 ticket to see that movie.

The three kiosks were all but ignored since the majority of the customers didn’t trust them or wanted to pay in cash.

I’m not saying that’s a bad thing.   I stood in line too because I wanted to pay in cash.  I guess I was observing a generation thing.

Older people, sixty plus, standing in a long slender line.   Some in wheelchairs.  No one was talking.     Even the people who bought their tickets online and printed them out stood in line to faithfully give them to the cashier.

It was kind of unreal in a really real sort of way.

By the time I got there, Call of the Wild was sold out save for three seats in the third row.
It’s a good thing that I didn’t want to see the man-dog movie.

So, I went into the hedgehog-man movie and the older person sitting to my left confessed she bought a ticket for Sonic when she wanted to see Call of the Wild.  After the previews, she up and left for a full showing next door.

Okay.   Moving on.

Sonic was actually pretty good.

Let me qualify that.
The story is bland as unsalted white crackers.

It’s basically an escort quest.   Get hyperactive hedgehog from point A to point B with baddy in tow.   It’s not exactly a cross country trip.   Maybe a cross three states trip as they go from Montana (I think) to San Fran.

Don’t judge me based on my geography skills.   I’m not a politician.

They are being chased by Dr. Robotnick and his sidekick Agent Stone.

YAAAWWWNNNN.
Seriously standard stuff.

What sells this movie is personality.

Sonic is actually pretty fragile mentally.
Despite his confidence, he has entire conversations and baseball games with himself.   At the times when he is most honest and insecure, he supercharges and kind of blanks out.    That causes a massive power overload which harms the environment around him.

Despite all of this power and the ability not to get caught, he tries to be really caring, even if he doesn’t know the people.   Hence, Pretzel Lady and Doughnut Lord, which was kind of funny.  He was labeling people based on what they do and not what they say, mean, or are.

The Doughnut Lord, Sonic’s main companion, isn’t really anything special or deep.    He’s just an escort.

But… I think Jim Carrey really shined as the good doctor.
Again, his role is the typical and standard bad guy.    Get the good guy and probably kill him.

However, Jim plays that role with relish.  I especially enjoyed his little dance in the evil lair.  That was pretty awesome and a completely different side from Dr. Robtnick’s public persona of being a complete butt.

Everyone in the audience knew Robotnick enjoyed being a bad guy – and that’s how it should be.   If you have a job, you should enjoy it.

That dance also called attention to the movie soundtrack.   Not quite as good as Into the Spiderverse, but I could dig it.

Don’t see this movie because you played Sonic games.
Go in with the mindset of how the personalities of the main characters acted upon their assigned roles.

It’ll help detract from the unbelievably predictable plot.

Midway through the credits Tails shows up.    This is possibly the first of a trilogy.