Spirited (2022)
RyRey and Big Willy F in a Christmas comedy caper? Yes please! Spirited had been on my radar since it was released on Apple TV. Guess what I didn’t have on my radar/direct debits then? That’s right, Apple TV. My normal Grinch-itude was allayed by my girlfriend being all cute with our Christmas decorations and also possibly a couple of bourbon and cokes. Anyway, I was in a good mood, feeling festive and excited for some silly cinema.
Minutes into the film I had that sudden cold sweat, where your heart leaves your body and you feel faint. The distant twinkling of a piano grows nearer, the narrative freezes and the actor’s face distorts. Something bad is coming. He’s going to sing, isn’t he. Oh my God Spirited is a fucking musical. “This film is a musical” should be warned at the start like “contains flashing images” and “full penetration bestiality”.
Will Ferrell, playing Will Ferrell, works for the awful bureaucracy (one day I’m just not going to spell check bureaucracy so you all know I’m human) which administrates the ghosts of Christmas past, present and future. They target Ryan Reynolds, playing Ryan Reynolds, who is a bit of a dick, and the ghosts get to work trying to make him less of a dick by singing.
Spirited has a character, and if you’re still reading looking for an intelligent and comprehensive breakdown you’ve missed my 500 other reviews, who complains about the constant breaking into song. I like him. Put him in every musical and perhaps I’ll make it through. Thing is, most films aren’t this funny and endearing. Spirited had me tapping my feet out of time and smiling- which I’m not sure you can do out of time unless you’re at a funeral.
Not knowing I was going to be hard to please going into Spirited, then having that freezing water shock, to come around to loving it as much as I did hopefully will spread my Christmas cheer. Drink bourbon, love your family, watch funny films and put Spirited on that list. 8/10
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