The long-awaited sequel to Wreck It Ralph is finally here. So, can the charm and humour be recreated a second time?
Ralph Breaks The Internet follows Ralph and Vanellope von Schweetz on yet another caper that unbeknown to them is bound for disaster.
This time the duo’s adventure begins when their arcade gets connected to the internet. I know it doesn’t sound like much, but to the game characters this marks a brand new chapter in their lives. For the first time ever they are able to escape their safe haven and explore the World Wide Web.
It’s like nothing like the best friends have seen before. On a quest to buy a new part for Vanellope’s game the duo soon discover how different they both are. Venellope is so fearless and independent while Ralph would be quite happy doing the same thing day in day out forever. A rift appears between the two and their new strange world isn’t helping.
Worst of all when Ralph tries to fix it, you guessed it, he breaks the internet.
I loved Wreck It Ralph. The first movie was so much fun and had such a positive message about being yourself, no matter what. It also touched on the importance of friendship.
So, you can imagine how thrilled I was when it was announced that a sequel was on its way. However, I’m sad to report that the sequel leaves a lot to be desired. Insecurity is one of the main themes in this movie, a concept that is far too old for its intended demographic. It’s overused and too adult. At our screening a child became distraught and started crying at a scene depicting the emotion.
The same can be said of the game that Venellope wants to play in. It’s essentially a toned down version of Grand Theft Auto, complete with gangs, explosions and high speed races, not exactly the kind of game really young children should be playing.
That being said John C. Reilly and Sarah Silverman are wonderful as the main characters in the movie.
Ralph Breaks The Internet isn’t what I expected. The gags for those both adults and children are still there, but overall it just feels a bit misplaced and too adult for its prime audience. Plus don’t even get me started on the whitewashing of Princess Tiana.
By Ruth Walker