It’s got all the heart of a Disney animated film but with twice the balls. Go see it.
Kubo‘s story is one of tragedy, growing up, loss and all the usual jazz. Sad origins, imminent threats, etc.; you’ve seen it all before. But it’s done so damn well here that you can’t not respect it. Especially when it gets dark, which it does. Some of the scenes and their respective implications really dig deeper than any recent Pixar film had the guts to go, not to mention some blatantly visually spooky stuff crops up in the film as well. Good stuff.
Beyond that, the animation is beautiful and the soundtrack is phenomenal, especially Regina Spektor’s cover of “While My Guitar Gently Weeps.” There’s really nothing I can fault the movie with beyond the occasional pacing hiccup, and that’s a relatively minor flaw by the time all’s said and done. So, in conclusion: why are you still reading this? Kubo‘s only going to be in theatres for a little longer. Get going! And bring the whole family. It’s magical for everyone, young and old.