On the way into the theater today to see Adventureland I spotted the poster for Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs. As soon as I got home I found the trailer.
Wow, this film looks absolutely terrible.
Take everything pleasing about the book - grandfather spinning tall tale of Chewandshallow, distinctively muted colors, sense of wonder/mystery - and toss it all out the window. The glossy, hyperactive film has been constructed to tell of the origins of the town with the lame, been-done-a-thousand-times setup of kooky, misunderstood inventor and the girl who loves him despite all his failed creations. What a bore.