I never, ever thought I’d say this, but it’s official, the minion magic no longer works on me. The minions are not even in Despicable Me 3 that much but long gone is the version of myself that would literally squeal with delight at the mere sight of them. Now they’re more like a favourite song played over and over again that I can kind of no longer stand.
I actually found myself adequately bored in parts as I watched Despicable Me 3. The main reason being, my favourite moments in the movie were the ones I already saw in the teaser trailer with the Michael Jackson loving super villain, months earlier. One of the newest things in this instalment, namely the introduction of one of Gru’s relatives unfortunately felt a little too much like a desperate attempt to find any reason, any reason at all to keep the franchise going.
Just to be clear, I’m definitely not saying that Despicable Me 3 is terrible, generally speaking. I’m saying that I didn’t love it because it felt tired and I’m over all the characters; most surprisingly to myself, I’m tired of the minions.
Immediately below are just some of the thoughts that went through my mind as the credits rolled. In some ways, I really should have known.
‘What was I thinking?’
‘Why was I looking forward to this when I knew that I never really enjoyed the first two Despicable Me movies anyway?’
‘I simply must have forgotten that the minions were the ones I really loved (back then) – not super villain Gru and his children.’
If you’re super intrigued, watch it and see how you like Despicable Me 3.
Happy Film Loving