Starring: Craig T. Nelson, Holly Hunter, Sarah Vowell, Samuel L. Jackson, Huck Milner, Brad Bird, John Ratzenberger, Bob Odenkirk, Catherine Keener
OUR RATING: ★★★★☆
Disney Pixar’s animated superhero sequel directed and written by Brad Bird. The Incredibles 2 follows the family of superheroes as time Helen/Elastigirl (Holly Hunter) leaves Bob/ Mr. Incredible (Craig T. Nelson) at home with Violet (Sarah Vowell) and Dash (Huck Milner) to navigate the day-to-day heroics of “normal” life. It’s a tough transition for everyone, made tougher by the fact that the family is still unaware of baby Jack-Jack’s emerging superpowers. When a new villain hatches a brilliant and dangerous plot, the family and Lucius Best/Frozone (Samuel L. Jackson) must find a way to work together again, which is easier said than done, even when they’re all incredible.
Our Favorite Quote:
The Underminer: Behold, The Underminer!
Helen Parr: [to Violet and Dash] You watch after Jack-Jack.
Violet Parr: But I thought we were going to go…
Bob Parr: You hear your mother! Trampolining!
[he trampolines off of Helen, who’s stretched herself out between two vehicles]
Bob Parr: We meet again.
Bob Parr: You weren’t much help.
Rick Dicker: You want out of the hole? First you got to put down the shovel.
Violet Parr: [as Dash reaches out to pick up a spring roll] Did you wash your hands?
Violet Parr: [Dash quickly speeds off, washes his hands, returns] With soap?
Violet Parr: [Dash quickly speeds off, washes his hands with soap, returns] Did you dry them?
Dashiell ‘Dash’ Parr: [Dash shakes his hands to dry them then starts eating] What?! Is this all vegetables?! Who ordered all vegetables?
Helen Parr: I did.
Violet Parr: So are we going to talk about it?
Bob Parr: What?
Violet Parr: The elephant in the room.
Bob Parr: What elephant?
Violet Parr: Mom’s new job.
Helen Parr: Superheroes are illegal.
Dashiell ‘Dash’ Parr: We want to fight bad guys! It defines who I am.
Bob Parr: We’re not saying you have… What?
Dashiell ‘Dash’ Parr: Someone on TV said it.
Lucius Best: [to Bob and Helen] I was approached by this tycoon. He wants to talk about hero stuff.
Winston Deavor: It’s time to make some wrong things right. Help me bring supers back into the sunlight. We need to change people’s perceptions about superheroes, and Elastigirl is our best play.
Bob Parr: Better than me?
[Helen looks at him in anger and clears her throat loudly]
Dashiell ‘Dash’ Parr: [as they enter their new house] Woh, I like mom’s new job!
Helen Parr: I know it’s crazy, right? To help my family, I got to leave it, to fix the law, I got it break it.
Bob Parr: You’ve got to, so our kids can have that choice.
Helen Parr: Bye, sweetie.
Bob Parr: I’ll watch the kids. No problem.
Violet Parr: What exactly is mom’s new job?
Bob Parr: She’s an advocate for superheroes.
Violet Parr: But I thought superheroes were still illegal.
Bob Parr: [holding Jack-Jack] You have powers! Yeah, baby!
Bob Parr: [over phone] Hello?
Helen Parr: Hi, honey. How are the kids?
Bob Parr: Everything’s great.
Helen Parr: And Jack-Jack?
Bob Parr: He’s in excellent health.
Helen Parr: [over phone to Bob] So things haven’t spiraled out of control the moment I left?
Violet Parr: [finding out the Dicker had Tony’s mind erased It was Dicker! You told him about Tony!
Bob Parr: Honey.
Violet Parr: You had me erased from Tony’s mind!
[Violet storms off to her room, gets her superhero suit walks back to the kitchen]
Violet Parr: I hate superheroes, and I renounce them!
[Violet throws her suit into the garbage dispenser in the sink and turns on the switch]
Dashiell ‘Dash’ Parr: [referring to Violet] Is she having adolescence?
Dashiell ‘Dash’ Parr: [as Bob is helping him with his math homework] That’s not the way you’re supposed to do it, dad. They want us to do it this way.
[holds up his book]
Bob Parr: I don’t know that way. Why would they change math? Math is math!
Dashiell ‘Dash’ Parr: It’s okay, dad.
Bob Parr: Math is math!
Bob Parr: [reading to Jack-Jack, looking exhausted] All over Doozeldorf, Doozes are dozing. Their eyelids are so heavy, they’re drooping…
[Bob falls asleep, Jack-Jack gives him a quick slap to the face to wake him]
Bob Parr: Closing!
Helen Parr: [over phone to Bob] I couldn’t have done this if you hadn’t taken over so well.
Screenslaver: The Screenslaver interrupts this program for an important announcement.
Screenslaver: Go ahead, send your supers to stop me. Grab your snacks, watch your screens and see what happens. You are no longer in control, I am.
Violet Parr: [referring to Jack-Jack’s powers] Why not tell mom?
Bob Parr: Because, I didn’t want…
Violet Parr: What?
Bob Parr: Because, it’s not the time.
Dashiell ‘Dash’ Parr: Come on, man.
Violet Parr: Why?
Bob Parr: Because…
Dashiell ‘Dash’ Parr: It’s so uncool.
Bob Parr: Because I’m formulating, okay? I’m taking in information, I’m processing. I’m doing the math, I’m fixing the boyfriend and keeping the baby from turning into a flaming monster. How do I do it? By rolling with the punches, baby! I ain’t doing no crash landing, okay? Because I’m Mr. Incredible, not Mr. Softsoap, or Mr. Mediocre Guy. Mr. Incredible!
Violet Parr: We should call Lucius.
Bob Parr: No! I can handle it. There’s no way I’m going to…
Violet Parr: [as Jack-Jack disappears through the wall] I’m going to call Lucius.
Lucius Best: [referring to Jack-Jack’s new powers] Looks normal to me. When did this start happening?
Bob Parr: Well, since Helen got the job.
Lucius Best: I assume she knows.
Bob Parr: Are you kidding? I can’t tell her about this. Not while she’s doing hero work.
Jack-Jack Parr: [as Helen appears on the TV] Mama.
Helen Parr: Girls, come on. Leave the saving of the world to the men?! I don’t think so!
Bob Parr: I’ve got to succeed, so she can succeed! So we can succeed!
Lucius Best: I get it, Bob. I get it. When was the last time you slept?
Bob Parr: Who keeps track of that? Besides, he’s a baby, I can handle it. I got this handled.
Lucius Best: So you’re good then? You got everything under control, right?
[Jack-Jack disappears into another dimension]
Lucius Best: What the…?!
Bob Parr: Okay, Jack-Jack want a cookie? Yum-yum, cookie. Jack-Jack. Yum-yum, cookie. Cookie.
Lucius Best: You’re not…
Bob Parr: Cookie.
Lucius Best: Oh, my God!
[Jack-Jack reappears and Bob gives him the cookie]
Lucius Best: Woh, daddy! So, he can hear you…
Bob Parr: From the other dimension. Yeah.
Lucius Best: That is freaky. And that’s not good.
Bob Parr: Not like our other kids. No, it is not! Full power, totally random.
Lucius Best: So, now he’s, what, physically there?
Bob Parr: Yeah, well, you’d think so, right? Obviously, I can’t keep giving him cookies! But if I stop…
[Jack-Jack turns into devil baby]
Bob Parr: No! No biting dad. Don’t bite! Okay. I think I just need a little bit of me time. Then I’ll be good to go.
Lucius Best: Oh, you need more than me time, Bob. You need major life realignment on a number of levels. Starting with baby super-freak, here!
Bob Parr: I’m sorry. I’m used to knowing what the right thing to do is. But now, I’m not sure, anymore. I just want to be a good dad.
Violet Parr: You’re not good, you’re super.
Edna Mode: [to Bob] Done properly, parenting is a heroic act. Done properly.
Bob Parr: I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you watching Jack-Jack for me, E.
Edna Mode: Yes, I’m sure your gratitude is quite inexpressible. Don’t ask me to do it again, darling, my rates are far too high.
[Bob looks a bit taken aback]
Edna Mode: I am joking, Robert, I enjoyed the assignment. He is bright and I am stimulated, we deserve each other. You child is a polymorph. Like all babies, he has enormous potential. It’s not unknown for supers to have more than one power, when young, but, this little one has many.
Edna Mode: [to Jack-Jack] Yes, you have many powers?
Edna Mode: I understand your lack of sleep is confusing you, Robert. Babies can be anything, and your child is no exception. Shows unlimited potential, Robert. That’s why I worked in a creative fever. Auntie E has stayed up all night, making sure you look fabulous in your uniform.
Bob Parr: What are, you’re putting him in…
Edna Mode: In the chamber, Robert. He is part of the demonstration and will be fine. Your challenge is to manage a baby who has multiple powers and no control over them, yes?
Bob Parr: Well, that sums it up.
Edna Mode: I often work to music, and I noticed the baby responds to it as well. Specifically Mozart. I blended kevlar with carbide for durability under duress and comfort also. Interwoven with these fabrics, are a mesh of tiny sensors that monitor the baby’s physical properties.
Bob Parr: Oh, Lord! What’s he, what is he doing?
Edna Mode: Well, it’s Mozart, Robert! Can you blame him? The important thing is that the suit and tracker anticipated the change and alerted you.
Bob Parr: [as he sees Jack-Jack multiply] Oh, no! Cookies, I got to get cookies!
Edna Mode: You do not need cookies, as I learned quite painfully, last night. Any solution involving cookies will inevitably result in the demon baby.
[we see Jack-Jack turn into the demon baby]
Bob Parr: [as they’re testing his new superhero suit] Combustion imminent! What does that mean?
[suddenly Jack-Jack bursts into flames]
Bob Parr: Aah!
Edna Mode: It means fire, Robert. Though, the suit has countermeasures, I suggest you extinguish the baby’s flames, before he tests the sprinkler system. Flame retardant is blackberry-lavender, darling. Effective, edible and delicious.
Bob Parr: Oh, what do you know. That, is useful.
Edna Mode: Although I have doubtlessly exceeded your expectations for a single night’s work. the suit and device contain a few more features we need to discuss.
Bob Parr: Thanks again, E, for everything. How much do I owe you?
Edna Mode: Oh, pish-posh, darling. Your bill will be covered by my fee for being Mr. Incredible, Elastigirl and Frozone’s exclusive designer throughout the known universe and until the end of time. But babysitting this one, I do for free, darling.
Bob Parr: [over phone] Suit up, it might get weird.
Lucius Best: I’ll be there ASAP.
Lucius’s Wife: Where are you going ASAP? You better be back ASAP!
Dashiell ‘Dash’ Parr: I thought you renounced superheroes.
Violet Parr: Yeah, well, I renounce my renunciation!
Bob Parr: Hey, you did this. Can you undo it?
Krushauer: You want me to un-crush? What, no one’s ever asked for that? No, to un-crush is silly! Why un-crush?
Bob Parr: To get into the engine room. Oh, forget, it, we don’t have enough time.
Krushauer: What if I said to un-punch someone? What you do?
Helen Parr: I missed Jack-Jack’s first power?
Bob Parr: Actually, you missed the first seventeen.