There's something really satisfying about going into a good movie knowing nothing about it. If only there was some way to arrange that all the time. (There's a plan! If all the studios would just agree to only make good movies then we could all just go watch all of them.) Very early in The Triplets of Belleville I realized that what little memory I had of what the movie might be about was completely wrong, other than that it's an animated movie. What it was about was... well, if you haven't seen it I don't want to ruin it for you. I'll just say it's about a great grandmother. And a dog. And bikes. And frogs.
FuzzyCo grade: A+
