Phil Lord's exuberant cartoon caper proves that 3D animation is a movable feast and not the preserve of Disney-Pixar alone. Based on a 1978 kids book (which presumably explains its very 70s line in cuisine), this amounts to a sly parable of unfettered consumption in which a plucky young inventor (Bill Hader) lavishes his hometown with meatball hailstorms and spaghetti cyclones. One moment our hero is mooning over a winsome weathergirl (Anna Farris); the next he's tussling with a gang of gigantic rotisserie chickens that lash at him with fleshy wings and bare-bone legs. The film itself is a veritable buffet of the bland and the bizarre, the sweet and the sour, and all tastes are catered for along the way.
Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs | Film review
A veritable buffet of the bland and the bizarre, the sweet and the sour, and all tastes are catered for along the way, says Xan Brooks

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