By Teri Bayus

Every now and then a cartoon movie hits it out of the park engaging adults and toddlers alike. Minions is one of these movies.
With a soundtrack that had me singing along out loud from the late ‘60s, to the sweet and destructive Minions, I had a blast seeing this with my grandkids. They loved the silliness of the strange language, which has hints of Spanish, French and slang, to the utter destruction these little yellow wonders bestow on the evil overloads they serve.
Minions is an origin story. It’s not only set before their adventures in “Despicable Me,” it follows the minions from the dawn of history (with an opening narration by Geoffrey Rush) where we meet them at the amoeba stage and follow them up through the Jurassic Period, the Neolithic Period, Ancient Egypt, 19th Century Europe, and on up to the post-modern era.
Unlike their evolutionary brothers, the minions aren’t driven by a need for superiority but by the desire to serve a master, particularly an evil one. The trouble is, they have a knack for mischief that often ends with their chosen master meeting a grisly fate.
The protagonists, Bob, Stuart and Kevin are three minions that decided to brave the unknown and seek out a new leader. They depart and arrive in New York in 1968.
Wackiness ensues; the laws of physics are suspended; and gibberish is spoken to wondrous effect. I adored the soundtrack and was excited to explain the Abbey Road and other 1960’s music iconic views to my grandkids.
This film put a massive smile on my face and it filled the entire cinema with laughter. Fun for the whole family. One in a Minion.

Teri Bayus can be reached at: or follow her writing and ramblings at: www.teribayus.com. Bayus also hosts Taste Buds, a moving picture rendition of her reviews shown on Charter Ch. 10. Dinner and a Movie is a regular feature of Tolosa Press.