Sing
2.5 Waffles!

Sing is like a puppy. No matter how bad it is, you just can’t stay angry at that cute little face!

Matthew McConaughey provides the voice of Buster Moon – a koala bear that dreams big! While he dearly loves his theater and all of the shows he has produced over the years, business has been on the downturn and he needs a big idea to blow the community away, so Buster decides to host a talent show with a $1000 grand prize.

However, as the posters are being created and printed, a typo changes the value of the prize to $100,000! As you can imagine, a prize that size brings out every person with a dream.

Who will win the contest?

How will Buster come up with $100,000?

What is wrong with me?

I feel this spirit of the season filling my normally dark, sarcastic void with happiness and love.

It’s as if my heart has grown three sizes this day.

Sing is a paint-by-numbers film, but with this much spirit, you don’t mind, and kids in the audience won’t care.

McConaughey is the perfect man to play the dreamer and schemer who will do anything to keep the theater afloat and help the young, talented group of performers try to be everything they can be. He makes the koala into the ultimate showman hyping the big contest, spreading positivity in the face of adversity and becoming the mentor each contestant needs.

Then, Nick Kroll becomes every little and big kid’s favorite character as Gunter - the performing pig who is quite a ham. Writer/director Garth Jennings bring Gunter’s goofiness to the fore, which balances out the other sappier stories about the kid gorilla, Johnny (Taron Egerton), who wants Dad’s approval or Rosita the Pig (Reese Witherspoon), who wants to live again or teen elephant Meena (Tori Kelly), who is amazingly talented, but too shy to share it with the world.

Sadly, Sing has too many characters. I only mentioned half of the signing contestants in that earlier sentence, so it a crowded film.

Jennings moves Sing along at a blistering pace, so the bare bones stories never get enough attention to make the audience realize all of them are flimsy. We just hop from character to character to character. People in the crowd are supposed to be moved by the cliché plots, dance along with the multi-generational soundtrack and giggle at the antics. If you want depth, it isn’t here.

Yet, the fun and smiles are there, which is what makes Sing worthy of some time this holiday season.

Sing is rated PG for some rude humor and mild peril.

108 Minutes