Coraline is freaking creepy.  I consider that a good thing.  My kids enjoyed it thoroughly — one in spite of the creepy, and one entirely because of it.

I believe this is a sign of my excellent genes and superior parenting skills.

Well, okay. Maybe not. But still, I love a good story that doesn’t back away from real peril and horror just because it’s for kids (and, to be honest, it is entirely possible that Coraline is scarier to adults than to children). That is exactly the reason so much of children’s entertainment is unforgivably stupid and bland. (The same is true of entertainment for grown-ups — nearly all of it is either stupid or bland, and most of it is both. But that is another rant.)


Without spoilers, I will say that certain button-eyed ghosties annoyed me a lot. Not the fact of their existence, which I expected, but their voices and over-all visual presence. I think it may have been a case of not wanting to be too scary tipping the character design into the realm of, well, ridiculous. People chuckled at them. I’m uncertain whether they were supposed to be funny, but I don’t think so.

Still, that was the one visual/auditory failing in what was overall a fantastically creepy and original story converted to a fantastically creepy and unusually honest film that I think children and adults can enjoy together. The 3D, which will not be available next weekend, was worth the extra cost of admission, if mostly for the enjoyable depth of field it gave to everything. The "stuff coming out of the screen at you" shots were minimal.

(Plus, there was a trailer for 9 at the beginning, which made my eleven-year-old deem it totally worth the price of admission.)

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4.0 Chicas.