I went to see it this weekend with my 3-year-old nephew, who was scared by some of the early scenes (he said he wanted to leave). But it ended up being the first movie he sat all the way through in a theater. What I wanted from the movie for myself was not that it be great–and I agree that it wasn’t Toy Story–but that it be good enough to sit through, and good enough not to regret the price of the tickets. It delivered.
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Ramesh Ponnuru is the editor of National Review, a columnist for the Washington Post, and a fellow at the American Enterprise Institute.
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