Rida’s review published on Letterboxd:
I think I've fallen in second-hand love.
WALL-E is a stunningly beautiful romance between the oddest couple I've ever seen, and a gentle warning for the future. In short, it is absolutely lovely.
The first half of the film is nearly wordless. A sense of searing loneliness emanates from the adorable little robot WALL-E, and my heart squeezes with understanding every time I think about him. Well, one day WALL-E meets Eve, an impersonal robot sent to Earth to find out, 700 years after humans were carted off the planet, if it is habitable today.
WALL-E falls head over heels in love, and by the time Eve gets her piece of evidence, she begins liking him, too. Then the film changes gear and we get what is, quite frankly, a credible version of the future. We're getting unhealthier as a race, we've forgotten how to have real conversations, we depend more than ever on technology to get us through the day, and we're so busy staring at our screens that we forget the tangible world around us.
Sure, WALL-E has a message, and it's not subtle, but it's more of a gentle prodding than a guilt-fest. I really appreciated that. And I loved, loved, loved the homages to 2001: A Space Odyssey. HAL the one-eyed villain, that hilarious sequence where the captain manages to stand on his own two feet, etcetera - my cinephile heart bade me to literally clap my hands in delight.
WALL-E himself was so, so adorable. I've probably said that already, but I'm still marveling at the fact that I found a hunk of corrugated metal with particularly expressive binocular-like eyes so endearing. My other favorite was MO, the cleaning robot. And of course, our human captain.
WALL-E is a work of art. It is full of love and full of the sort of innocence that is so hard to come by these days.
I try really hard to be a cynic. I give five-star ratings to films so rarely that when I feel the urge to do so, I know that my distrustful heart has been won over for real. I can't rate this film any lower. I just can't.
WALL-E is beautiful. My stoic, seen-it-all exterior is melting. I think I may now be able to admit the fact that I'm a silly romantic at heart.
God, I love it when a film can make me feel like a child again.