Cloudy with a chance of meatballs


I finally watched this movie yesterday after being teased by the trailer on numerous occasions when I watched Up as well as other G-rated movies. It’s a pity that I didn’t see it in 3-D but I still enjoyed the movie a lot, nevertheless. The story is fun and the animation is fantastic. The movie is apparently based on a book that was published in 1978, but it has been adapted to optimise the whizzbang effects that can be brought to the big screen.

The story is about a boy named Flint Lockwood who lives in Swallow Falls in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. Flint is an inventor who is misunderstood by the society and craves for the approval from his father. When the sardines industry in the island fell down, Flint invented a machine that would convert water into food – thus, the title – you would find cheeseburger rain, icecream snow, and even a tornado of spaghetti bolognaise. Disaster strikes when the major of the city, driven by greed, forced the machine to spew out all kinds of food to make the island a magnet for tourists. Of course, Flint saves the day at the end and also obtains his father’s approval. Despite his dad’s inability to express his love, he loves Flint and is proud of him all throughout his life.

It’s a sweet story about paternal approval – it’s funny how we crave to be approved by our respective father so much. One can be well-liked by hundreds of people but if you still haven’t got the love or approval from your own father, you end up craving for it. Cloudy with a chance of meatballs is a movie for children and adults alike as the humour does reach beyond childhood and you will have a silly chuckle or two – there similar silliness to movies such as The Man with Two Brains when Flint tells Sam, the weatherwoman about the name of his invention.


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I've finally relented to the lures of blogging - and for those who care, well, I'm a self-confessed geek who's a wanderer at heart, who thinks and analyses too much, and who's trying hard to hold on to his 7-year old inner persona.

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