For fans of Henry Selick’s stop-motion work, including The Nightmare Before Christmas And CoralineThis is the most important thing about his latest movie. Wendell & Wild, He may have just finished it. He’s spent the 13 years since Coraline developing projects that never saw the light of day, and it’s exciting to see his work back on screens, in all its startling, unlikely, adorably weird detail.
But for people watching the movie, which offers up Selick’s usual blend of humor, emotion, and the macabre, the most significant thing may be that this is a story packed with demons and demon-summoners, necromantic powers and lurching zombies, and yet the only real evil comes from humanity. Like all Selick’s worlds, this is a ghoulish, gleefully weird one. It has a strong moral core that is noticeably different to his films adapting Neil Gaiman or Roald Dahl. It’s a little scoldy, and a little surfacey. But it’s also comforting, in a way. The world can be scary. Wendell & Wild However, as the saying goes, all the scary things are in our heads and can be overcome.
Jordan Peele and Keegan Michael Key, long-time comedy partners, voice the titular Wild/Wendell, two brothers demons who are clearly designed to look like the actors. They’ve been condemned to an eternity of service to the monstrous demon Buffalo Belzer (Ving Rhames), who’s so huge that he keeps the brothers imprisoned in his nostrils when they aren’t at work planting hair plugs on his balding scalp.
Belzer is the lord of the Scream Faire, a carnival in the underworld where dead souls are tortured on spooky rides that shock, boil, or throw them into space. Wild (Peelel) and Wendell(Key) are being punished because they plan to build a bigger and better Faire. A 13-year-old girl named Kat (the victim) gets the chance to see their dreams come true.This is Us’ Lyric Ross) comes into her power as a Hell Maiden, a girl with the power to summon demons to Earth.
Wendell & Wild’s biggest narrative problem is its lack of a strong central focus: Selick and Peele switch back and forth between leisurely scenes about Wendell and Wild’s comically strange underworld life and Kat’s urgent, destructive personal drama, without prioritizing one story or tone over another. And considering Kat’s life, it’s hard to take all the demon surreality seriously. Kat lost both her parents in a car crash as a child. She blames herself for causing it. She was bullied, afraid and guilty growing up. Her response to those emotions led to her being placed in juvenile detention. This left her angry and isolated.
She first taps into her hellish powers shortly after returning to her run-down, largely abandoned hometown of Rust Belt, where she’s been enrolled in a rehabilitation program at a Catholic girls’ school run by beneficent but mercenary Father Bests (Everything at Once’s James Hong). But first, she’s immersed in all the school’s drama. One of her teachers, Sister Helley (Angela Bassett), is at the center of a heated conflict with Manfred (Igal Naor), school janitor.
It also includes a Latinx trans kid named Raúl, the only boy in school, who’s devoted himself to a secret art project. The trio of multi-culti girls, who would have been the Plastics or Mean Girls in another movie type, but here, they want to make Kat feel comfortable and welcome. And one of them, Siobhan (Tamara Smart), is the daughter of two monstrous local moguls, Lane and Irmgard Klaxon, who clearly were responsible for the fire that destroyed Rust Belt’s brewing industry and made it a ghost town. They’re brewing a plan to raze the whole town in order to erect a profitable private prison, which Raúl’s mother and the few remaining locals vehemently oppose.
All of this adds to a lot more action and incidents than any single film could support. The story’s overstuffed quality leaves many of the payoffs for individual plot arcs feeling perfunctory and abrupt, while some of the biggest ideas aren’t much more than lip service — particularly the condemnation of private prisons, and the cynical systemic neglect that preps underprivileged kids for incarceration there.
Kat is dropped into a world with hidden undercurrents and history that existed long before her arrival is an ambitious and bold story choice. It challenges the familiar tropes that would make Kat a Chosen One hero and leaves everyone else irrelevant in the ways they support her story. Wendell & Wild has bigger plans in mind, designed for societal ills and dissect how more terrifying and threatening these are than the Halloween ghastlies people pretend they fear.
All these competing threads may work better in a novel than in a movie. Selick’s best and most accessible movies are much more streamlined, prioritizing one protagonist and one villain in conflict, with everything else as supporting detail rather than shifting focus. At times, Wendell & Wild It’s like Selick is in a rush to get everything he’s been thinking about for 13 years onto the screen at once, regardless of how compressed or flattened it becomes.
This is partly why it is so unfortunate. Wendell & Wild It is clear that the creators are well-intentioned and actively promote inclusion and positive messaging. The side casting makes it clear that the creators are trying to ensure that everyone sees a part of themselves on screen. It includes everything from a supportive Native driver to Manfred (a wheelchair user who is seen as a footnote at the school) and Manfred (a wheelchair user who is seen as a weird form of hobbyist hero).
The distracted focus is also unfortunate because, like so many other modern stop-motion pictures — Guillermo del Toro’s new version of Pinocchio, Laika Studios’ various projects, Wes Anderson’s Isle of Dogs — Wendell & Wild This is clearly a labor of love, an obsessive project that is filled with small miracles. When Raúl’s mom is trying to cook dinner and navigate a phone call at the same time, it’s hard to process what she’s saying the first time through, because the pot of sauce she’s brewing is so lifelike and convincing that it steals the focus. The exaggerated bulges, distortions and sexiness of Wild and Wendell’s faces are as captivating as the deal being made in the scene where Wild and Wild confront Kat.
This movie is all about the craft. It is thrilling for those who are looking for the artistry but less compelling for those who are focused on the story. Younger children may have an easier time with this movie. Wendell & Wild simply because they’ll take it all for granted, without turning every scene into a series of “How did they Do that?” questions, or examinations of all the fine details of Pablo Lobato’s wild character designs, which ensure that everyone on screen looks distinctive and startling. (Especially Lane Klaxon, whose rigidly messy blond hair, red tie, and rotund belly — not to mention his golfing obsession — is likely to remind American viewers of Donald Trump caricatures, though Selick told Polygon during a set visit for the movie that Lane is actually more based on Britain’s Boris Johnson.)
There are moments in the story that everything seems to be lost, except one key interaction. When Kat is forced to confront her past and how it’s shaped her, it’s both a fierce and focused moment and a powerful catharsis. When Raúl is alone on a rooftop with his art, in a defiant montage set to “The Wolf” by Chicano punk band The Brat, or the demon brothers are up to some ghoulish graveyard work backed by an original song written by Selick and composer Bruno Coulais, the characters’ emotions come across bright and clear, and land with impact.
Too often, Wendell & Wild is trying to serve too many stories simultaneously. Its egalitarian “everybody’s point of view counts” free-for-all leaves everyone feeling sidelined at times — particularly the underdeveloped villains. In a season where every other movie hitting screens seems to be about the damage rich people do to society by being greedy, grasping, and selfish, Selick’s ultimate villains are certainly an immediately recognizable form of evil. But there’s nothing much distinctive or specific about them, and their connection to the movie’s hero is frustratingly tenuous. It might be. admirable to set them up as a collective evil that requires a collective solution, but it isn’t entirely satisfying.
There’s a massive time commitment and hands-on intensity involved in making this kind of stop-motion feature: The behind-the-scenes clips that play during the film’s late credits are a reminder of what’s involved in every movement and every frame. Selick and his team are unlikely to ever be part of a TV series that paints a sprawling portrait about a community like the one Selick is involved in. Reservation Dogs he has been playing around with for two seasons. Wendell & Wild Try to squeeze into 105 minutes
But Selick’s fans can certainly dream about him taking on that kind of project. The new movie shows he isn’t short on plot, characters, ideas, ambition, energy, or talent. It just feels like he’s short on time to tell all the stories he wants to tell. Wendell & Wild winds up feeling like it’s ready to spawn a thousand spinoffs, where each of its micro-arcs get their due. It’s as much a launchpad for the audience’s imaginations and their empathy as it is a singular story.
Wendell & Wild Netflix debuts Oct. 28