I didn’t think I was going to like this. I was prepared to endure a movie that was going to shove it’s admittedly good moral down my throat. I wasn’t sure I would be able to stomach it.
But it seems I have a soft spot for musicals and a musical this turned out to be. To be honest, I was surprised at how many songs there were! But with a cast involving Kelly Clarkson, Nick Jonas and Pitbull, I’m a little stupid for not realizing that.
In fact, about 50 percent of the movie seemed to be singing. Oh, I’m not complaining, because the songs were the best bit! Though the amount of time spent on each song did mean that the story felt incredibly rushed and empty in the first half. We’re hardly introduced to a whole gaggle of ugly dolls and I totally miss their names in the rush. Welp, there goes any chance of me caring for these side characters.
Turns out they don’t particularly matter anyway, because main-girl Moxy (voiced by the incredible Kelly Clarkson) is the face of the film’s theme. She dreams of one day going to the Big World and being owned by a child.
In an attempt to find it, she and her crew come across the Institute of Perfection, headed by pretty boy Lou (played by the affable Nick Jonas). Lou tells them “The Ugly Truth” in a really upbeat, depreciating song: they’re not pretty enough to be loved.
In a way, I thought there was at least one song that could potentially confuse how positive a message is because of its upbeat tune, but nothing that can’t be sorted without a little context and conversation if you’re worried.
Kelly Clarkson, Janelle Monáe (Mindy) and even Pitbull (Ugly Dog) were fantastic in their voicing roles, but the real star has to be Nick Jonas. I enjoyed his performance in Jumanji, but he really shines in UglyDolls as Lou.
In the end, did I think the positive message had been shoved down my throat? No. Now I just think UglyDolls has a really bad trailer.
While the message (that all our physical features are special and attribute to our own unique beauty) ran heavy throughout the film, it didn’t feel like they were hammering it too hard. And the credits really showed the purpose of individuality in a way that I wasn’t expecting.
Looking back at how indifferent the Jaz entering the cinema was, I’m surprised I’m giving this movie such a high mark. But it is what it is: a decent film with a lot of great tunes. So if you’re into sing-along movies, I’d happily direct you to this one.