I saw Hoodwinked – the Little Red Riding Hood ripoff – last night. It’s fun, if not great, and the animation is not the hollywood standard fare. I was a bit diconcerted by the style for a while as the character movements are very stilted. Maybe it’s the uncanny valley at work, since I felt better about the characterisations once the non-human elements were added. The fire and water effects appear to be the old stock ones. They stood out as a violation of the look of the rest of the movie.
The voice of the wolf was annoyingly familiar, but it wasn’t until the credits that I realised why. It’s Patrick Warburton – The Tick. I think that the film suffers from a lack of a consistent identity. It doesn’t appear to know if it want to be a young-teens animated comedy in the style of Over The Hedge, or a young-adults popular culture mashup. Almost everything in this movie is a reference to something – maybe annoyingly so for some people – from the fairy tale itself, to the xXx extreme-sports action movie, to musicals, to Charlie’s Angels, to detective stories. The plot itself is a direct homage to Rashamon and while it’s good to see appreciation of one of Kurosawa’s masterpieces, Hoodwinked is another example of a film that has no real substance of it’s own, and no orginal story to tell. It’s generally fun while it lasts, but it is forgettable.