So, there’s the story of the boy. A no-talent ass clown gets a lucky break by accident. That lucky break turns out to want to keep helping the boy. The boy falls for a girl, the girl falls for the boy. The boy hides his little secret, as it propels him to fame. Eventually, the boy says “screw the secret, it’s me that’s awesome” and alienates his talent. The boy pisses off the girl now that he’s a no-talent ass clown again, and the story ends happily ever after when he admits everything.
A person turns out to be able to do something most people cannot, and he shuns his family since they are inferior. He struggles with an existential crisis in a world to which he doesn’t belong, an deliberates between his love for his new life and the rejection of his family (and his family of him). Eventually the person resolves the struggles by accepting his new life and embracing his family, and all ends happily ever after.
If you haven’t seen these stories in every romantic comedy or Saturday morning cartoon since you were born, you haven’t been conscious. All they did was put both stories together and made the second person a rat and made the theme cooking.
I’m sorry, but there is nothing or original or impressive about this story. All the writing is dull and lifeless, the “acting” is tired. Yes, the animation is grand and all but so what. Films that thrive on special effects alone are not good films.
So, from me, Ratatouille gets a 4/10.