“Let’s, for a minute, forget that Wall-E spent ions alone before EVA came along. Let’s also forget that his best friend was a cockroach.
Let’s only picture the scene in which he reaches out to the touch static particles of space, while keeping a firm grip on the spacecraft transporting a potential shag, into the unknown.
His resilience to let her go and persistence in keeping her from harms way make Wall-E the greatest love story ever told.”
It took me an entire Sunday to articulate this mush. Sad. True. Pleased.
