It has no ulterior agenda to be a film for families or children or adults, it kind of lands in the middle due to the sum of all its parts. The Brave Little Toaster is just…a film, in the truest sense of the word. I can tell you right now, that is a little true, but not nearly as much as they’d like to think it is. You can just tell by watching them that these films pander to kids because they think kids are stupid, so the producers and directors feel they can just do whatever and the kids will just enjoy it anyway because they can’t tell a good film from a bad film. This would include such film masterpieces as Thomas and the Magic Railroad, “Barney: The Magical Adventure,” those stupid Direct-to-Video Barbie movies, the sequels to most of the Disney movies and yes, even Elmo in Grouchland. But it’s nowhere near what people in the movie business would ever honestly define as a quote-unquote “KID’S MOVIE.” Kid’s movies are usually half-assed excuses for entertainment that play to the simplistic impulses and demands of a young child’s brain and attention span: which often contain over acting characters, dorky musical numbers, over the top set design, half-assed plots with plot holes galore, low-budget crappy looking animation, and very likely a propensity for the director to be lax in his craft and let badly directed scenes slide. It should be watched by children, specifically children of about 8-10. Right off the bat, you should be aware that The Brave Little Toaster is NO Kid’s Movie, at least as far as people have defined “kid’s movies.” Now, I don’t mean to say that kids can’t watch this, because I saw The Brave Little Toaster for the first time when I was 5 years old. (Sigh)…(sniff)…Um, (cough)…this is probably the most difficult film to watch…that I have ever seen in my entire life.

The brave little toaster is terrifying