The Spongebob Movie - A Sponge Out Of Water
There’s also a cock-nosed fella and a squirrel with tits. And all this happens underwater.
Umm. Right. A talking yellow cuboid, whose best friend is a butt-plug, works in a crab’s clam making hamburgers to which the entire population of his habitat are chemically addicted. His nemesis is a single-celled organism bent on stealing the secret recipe for said patties. When the recipe is lost, everyone starts jonesing for the meat so bad that society breaks down. Also, there’s also a cock-nosed fella and a squirrel with tits. And all this happens underwater.
All things considered, I should probably have watched this during the day with some sort of child. I did not. I watched it at 01:00, alone, and half-squiffy on wine. Funny thing is; I enjoyed the piss out of it. Honestly.
By the time our porous protagonist and the plankton joined forces and built a time-machine from a photo-booth and sausages I was completely on-board, and when a hyper-evolved dolphin (voiced by the ever-welcome Matt Berry) propelled the sponge and his chums from his blow-hole onto land for a CGI/live-action final act I was hooting.
I could make some sensible noises about the post-modernity of its approach, the metafictional conceit of its execution, or how, in Freudian terms, the nice-but-dim Spongebob is the ego to Plankton’s uber-selfish id probably, but that’s not why I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it because it was utterly demented, relentlessly funny, and had a squirrel with tits in it.
So, who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
