I skipped out of work a bit early (I'm going in on Sunday) to see The Powerpuff Girls Movie with M, which was as fun as I'd hoped and expected. Although Roger Ebert hated it because he apparently (1) thought it was aimed at two-year-olds, and (2) was afraid it would remind the aforementioned two-year-olds of the “tragic events of September 11”; and Richard Roeper revealed some deep psychological problems by suggesting that the Professor had some perverse desires for his created daughters, the film itself held up quite well.
As seems to be standard practice these days, The Powerpuff Girls Movie tells the story of the origin of the Powerpuff Girls (and of Mojo Jojo). We've seen some of it before on the show, but this version gives us a lot more information about the events preceding their creation (who knew Townsville could even be so awful?), but also tells us about the events immediately afterwards (some of which you could understand the PPG wanting to gloss over...).
In the process, the film makes innumerable filmic references—King Kong (Mojo carrying the girls up the side of a skyscraper) is obvious; less obvious, perhaps, is Tron (the girls zipping through the city streets, making right-angle turns); and getting downright obscure is Baraka (the white primate boiling the water in the reservoir). Definitely one for watching again and again on DVD....
It's not a kids' film, though, at least not for kids younger than 12 or so. For one thing, the film is rated PG, perhaps to protect small children from being reminded of the “horrors of 9/11” (as if that made any significant impact on kids who didn't lose a relative in the attack). The little kids in the audience at our showing grew bored about halfway in, and began wandering around, abusing the furniture, and whining.
This is also the first animated film or show I've ever seen that acknowledged every one of the Korean animators who brought it to life. If I didn't hate the word “kudos”, I'd offer them to the film's producers (although it may be that rules for films require much more disclosure than for television shows, anyway).
If you're smart, hip, and in the loop, you probably already watch The Powerpuff Girls on TV. Go see the film. You won't be disappointed. And question Ebert & Roeper's sanity.