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Despicable me is overrated. Or, more specifically, the main stars of it.
Where should I begin? For starters, I nearly typed “Minions” instead of the original movie title. That tells you a lot about how the media has brainwashed me into completely forgetting the entire plot of Despicable Me itself.
Instead, I’m thinking about yellow and overalls and an entirely made-up language.
What happened? A completely decent movie about a supervillain who is ready to vanquish all in his way (but is then overcome by the unstoppable force that is little girls) was twisted viciously into an almost mindless cult-worshipping of Minions by the fanbase. Have you ever seen a Gru phone cover? Nope. A bag? A skateboard? Even an entire car? These are all legitimate Minions merchandise that suddenly spawned rapidly in a short time period and then grew to dominate the internet. People find minions synonymous with cute. And at first, I didn’t mind- until my friends began setting the banana song as their ringtones and alarms and people who discussed the plot of Despicable Me didn’t so much discuss it as throw themselves down to revere the Minions. I sound bitter (I might actually be, a tiny bit) but the Minions have actually ruined the entire Despicable Me series for me with its almost cruel explosion of franchise and complete devotion to of the public. I get how they would be endearing, with their lumpy potato forms and their bulging eyeballs and their pre-pubescent male voices, but people seem to be treating them with the same awe as you would a cosmic deity.
That makes me slightly ticked off.
Minions are kind of despicable.
Written by Audrey Wan, edited by FC BOD ’15