The Muppets: Review By Zak Lee Ferguson

The Muppets have not been on our screens for the past 13 years and it has been a long time since either a television short or a sketch or a decent straight to DVD movie lifted anybodies spirits. This is the soul of the film, the disappearance of a generation. The parting of ways the long distance between them and the media and the limelight, as with their previous misadventures nothing has sparked or excited, nothing more than child fodder as presumed with the last Christmas special they did. Kermit and co have dispersed, and their reunion is sparked by a young Muppet fan called Walter (whom is a Muppet) who feels close to them and further more his life is centred around, and Segal plays the big brother who also shares that love for the Muppets- but also a love for his Fiancée Mistress Adams, whom go off on their anniversary also with Walter to visit the Muppet Museum- their old studio. But by chance an evil oil tycoon Chris Cooper (the highlight) plan to make an oil plantation-

yadder yadder,

Walter gets them together,

Muppets mayhem

Kermit gives up

A light at the end of the tunnel

Music

Instruments

Product placement

Awful cameos save one- Jack Black.

If it seems that's a tick list it is. The film holds nothing but same clichéd notoriety that it laughs at but also sinks under. Its nostalgic, it's not made better though by going either way, introductory to a new era. But also a wink wink nudge nudge moments would have sufficed more because yes it has Cameos centred on today's children's media traits- Selena Gomez, a fat kid with glasses from Modern Family, it has very seamless humour, it hunkers down on innuendos and Hollywood tycoon tom foolery.

They may complain, but good on them for trying but me being only 18 I didn't grow up with the en-masse of Mark Hamill cameos or per say 80's zen, yes the ages of Segal; and co- will look fondly, but I can see eye to eye and feel emotively connected as such as I am a Muppets fan, I am intellectually knowledgeable beyond my years in film, but that's because I'm that much of a film/T.V/ pop cultural freak, that I miss what the today's audience misses as much you do age 30-40 but it missed as it wanted to do right by its audience for today.

Segal laps up the music, the songs and is really good and you can tell is struggling, but him and Adams seemed to be underused and The Muppets themselves just seem to linger. It sparingly bad in places I groaned, I sighed and I wanted to leave. The opening, the look, the photography, the notion was set but its not the Muppets. It may have the friendly colourful spaced out full throttle episodic vibe and cliché laugh fest a minute sequences but it was not in a Muppets fashion.

Amy Adams sings and dances with forks with slabs of meat protruding skywards.

The Muppets voices are not the same, Frank Oz one of the soul creators and alts whom created Miss piggy and Animal are replaced by Eric Johnson whom did not capture the ARGHHH-ness that Fozzie needed, as odd as this is this is all but my concern throughout, that and the rest. I was analytical, possibly after another watch I will just enjoy it for what it is a Muppets movie, but it isn't as I left with no feeling, and I wouldn't have for the reason and sake that THERES NO FRANK F*CKING OZZZZZZZ INVOLVED. The guy seems negative and very arsy to his own aluminium but come on they guy was needed, and perhaps he thought they should leave it, I don't think so all this film needed was a trim, a poke, the director needed a slap at points because he actually has down quite well into translating his own aura and persona and Concordian notion's Segal and co-writer needed to think through it and not write what they think might be cool but what would work for the feature.

The film is loosely enjoyable, it is very much a children's film, but it needed more or today's meaty humour and more of a gutsy pop cultural roar, that the trailers gave off- Danny Trejo, the Hangover part 2 spoof teaser, the today's filmic society and orb, audiences needed that other than some of today's more notoriously upright douches of child influentialenza smock time McGuffin like Selena Gomez and bleeding Whoopy Goldberg- and the only reason Zach G. made it in as a hobo was because he's ticked himself as voice talent in Puss in Boots.

Its got spectacle, at points you can love it but in a whole to be honest i couldn't sit back and watch what I was watching without being analytical because its got so many flaws and dies under so many contraception's and delimitative marks. This is not a Muppets movie but a Moppet movie.