I agree it was beautiful, a spectacle...the ocean, the blues, the movements. Everything. Technically, it's a marvel. And I like watching it. The DVD is a nice part of my collection, and I'll make use of it. But I find, personally, that I admire and respect Finding Nemo (for its flash and script) more than I deeply love it.
There's just something about it, though...as with all computer-generated, 3D films (for me), that's so slick and streamlined, like fine plastic, so meticulous and ordered...so mathematical; that it just turns me off. Does that make sense?
Pixar is very creative, and I commend them. I have to admit, though, I still have a bias toward 3D animation. And I'm having a hard time clearing that. Part of the reason I preferred Brother Bear was the animation. It just had an immediate feeling of being more organic, warmer, more...flesh and blood, human. And this made it so much easier for me to attach myself to the film and the characters. It made it easier for me to connect.
But, also, Finding Nemo was all about the dialogue, the exchanges. The story itself was standard, I felt. (They always manage, though, to make the sidekick thing work.) It was the rapidfire back and forth that made the plot. Dory and Marlin arguing.
"It's half empty!"
"Hmm. I'd say it's half full."
"Will you stop that?!"
"Why is it men are always afraid to ask for directions?"
"I don't want to play the gender card right now. You want to play a card? Fine. Let's play the..." (I forget what he says next, exactly.)
Finding Nemo was visually stunning and verbally witty, but...
I liked Brother Bear's story more. It was so complex (though laced with tradition, with elements of things we've seen in other stories; but every story borrows from a past story, or is influenced by it). The three brothers, the death of the first, the, "I don't blame the bear, Kenai," and Kenai hunting it down, him becoming the creature he kills and now being hunted by his remaining brother. And his connection to the lone cub Koda, and the ultimate revelation of what happened to Koda's mom, the guilt, the understanding that, "He needs me."
Not that a story is good because it's complex. But I felt that Brother Bear's plot, while not having a snappy, jazzed script, was very rich and layered. A lot of complicated themes...brotherhood, forgiveness, seeing through another's eyes, telling the truth. And I thought they were all handled with earnest.
I think Finding Nemo had the better script (as in dialogue), but Brother Bear had the better plot (as in story). You know?
But, suffice it to say, I appreciated Nemo. It's a fun, dazzling film that I'm sure I'll be watching again and again. And it will be a deserving winner (as it's the heavy frontrunner, of course) of the Academy Award for Animated Feature. But I do prefer Brother Bear. I feel I can lose myself in it more. While I'm watching it, the beautiful, colorful landscapes of the Pacific Northwest seem to blend with the story and wash over me, enveloping.
But while I'm watching Nemo, I can't get lost in it. Because it all feels so technical. It's like a virtual-reality game.
I'm analyzing this WAY too much, aren't I?
Bottom line: in my opinion, Nemo is good, but overrated. Brother Bear is lovely and is underrated (by the critics, media). Finding Nemo is already a success. And I think Brother Bear can make it to 100 million and receive Oscar nominations for Song and Animated Feature, so...
Disney (with Pixar, in FN's case) has had a good year, animation-wise. Mainly with FN and BB. I'm happy for that. And I have faith that traditional animation at Disney can weather the novelty of 3D animation. With some good stories and artists, and the right film, it'll take off again. Both mediums are good, and they need each other.
I do like the Pixar films very much. They deserve their success. But, while a perfect specimen, Finding Nemo is just...missing something. I don't know what, but...
It is a magical production, yes. I just think that Brother Bear, and last year's Lilo & Stitch...are more so.
I'm sorry for the ramble!
When I start on my two cents, when I start writing, I have a hard time stopping.