After last week’s Kronk love-fest I was all primed for a fun-filled afternoon after my wife gave me Kronk’s New Groove for Christmas.
Oh, what a disappointment! The entire creative team behind this steaming pile of crap should be be demoted to busing tables at California Adventure. The artwork is decent enough (about what you’d expect for a direct-to-video Disney cartoon) but the story and the dialog are garbage.
Gone is the manic loopiness of the original. Gone is the rapid-fire snarkiness. Gone is the surreal juxtaposition of the modern and the primitive. Every little bit of jokey weirdness from the first movie is recycled and made mundane. For example, about a third of the movie features Kronk working as a scoutmaster at a summer camp. Hello!? The scoutmaster joke was funny the first time around because it was an unexpected throwaway, a random out-of-leftfield bit of modern culture forcing itself into pre-Columbian Peru. Once you make it NORMAL it ceases to be FUNNY.
Worse, the entire movie is drowning in syrupy glurge. The “story” actually revolves around Kronk trying to win the respect of his father! This is played totally straight, with the heartfelt cliches mechanically ticking past one by one. We learn that friendship is more important that riches, and that you have to be true to yourself, and you’re only as old as you feel. Kronk even has a touching moment with Bucky(!?), played totally irony-free. It is to barf.
The dialog is atrocious. Long-winded and derivative, it works very hard to accomplish nothing. Most of it is horribly “on the nose” with character after character baldly declaring how they feel. The jokes are either tired retreads of funny bits from the original or poorly choreographed slapstick. Even my kids got bored with it.
Avoid at all costs.