Trolls
Trolls feels like someone turned a party playlist into a movie and then cranked the brightness up way too high. It’s ridiculously colourful, constantly energetic, and so relentlessly happy that it almost feels like it’s trying to convince you that being sad is illegal. After a while, it’s less charming and more like being stuck in a room where everything is shouting, “Have fun!” at you.
The plot’s pretty thin—you’ve got singing, hugging, and a basic “let’s fix the problem” storyline holding it all together—but it mostly exists as an excuse to jump from one song to the next. And yeah, some of the songs are catchy, but there are so many that it starts to feel like a never-ending karaoke session you didn’t sign up for.
It’s not completely unbearable, though. If you just want something easy, colourful, and kind of mindless, it does the job. Just don’t expect much depth—this is the cinematic equivalent of eating a pile of sugar and immediately questioning your life choices right after.