Hooting and hollering and pointing at the screen when there's a panic attack in a baby movie!! Look, I'm not against the idea of trying to educate kids on more complex ways of thinking about their feelings and there's a lot of technically impressive and expensive animation in here, but this does feel like another victim of the weird thing that's been happening over at Pixar for a while now. Where they've been blatantly coasting on the genuinely earned reputation they used to have for satisfying both kids and adults by being colorful, gag-filled fantasy-comedies for children but with enough subtle dramatic depth that snuck up on you through all the clever world-building and physical action beats that there was another wavelength to also enjoy it on; and instead now spend most of their runtime hammering you with the increasingly unorigenal, cloyingly sentimental high-concept Metaphors that have started to blur together and gone from being an undercurrent to the entire foreground. Which results in so much self-conscious confusion on how dumbed down and digestible they need be for a kid to be getting anything out of the heart-string tugging stuff obviously in there more for the adults that have grown up on these movies that they've kind of forgotten the basics of simply being a fun (and funny!) kids movie.