The entire premise of WALL-E is that man, in his rampant consumerism, has made the earth completely inhospitable. We killed it with trash. So, we take off for the sky in giant arks and leave behind an army of robots to clean it up so we can return. Well, after seven hundred years, there is only one little robot left functional and he's not quite done yet. Meanwhile, off in space, the human race just rides around in automated chairs, being waited on by robots and only interfacing with each other through heads up displays. Everyone on the ship is about three hundred and fifty pounds and i'll be really surprised if the movie isn't declared "anti-overweightist" by easily bruised egos later today.
So, the robot falls in love, the human race wakes up, earth is resettled and the credits roll.
Now this is where it gets disgusting.
You see, movies, especially pixar movies, have a tendency to put funny stuff at the end of the credits, so i'm more or less trained to wait until their over now. Before they ended however, the house lights came up and an army of teens came in to do their job. For in the theater, the very same theater where families, parents and children they are supposed to be training up, where they all just saw the same morality play about the dangers of laziness and vulgar consumption...
THERE SAT A FREAKIN' ARK LOAD OF TRASH!!!!!
Not accidentally spilled stuff, not the lost jujube on the floor, but half eaten buckets of popcorn still on the chairs, sodas in the cupholders and candyboxes everwhere!!! Purposely left behind for the platoon of teens to clean up.
Now, i ain't an environmentalist, i happen to know there are much more important issues facing us all today. But if we can't even figure out the message of WALL-E, then i seriously doubt the gospel has much of a chance.
To whom can I speak and give warning? Who will listen to me? Their ears are closed so they cannot hear. The word of the LORD is offensive to them; they find no pleasure in it.