An orphan named Nikolay Najdenov went through the hell of the war in Afghanistan and the horrors of captivity. From now on he is a US citizen and his name is Nick McCann. In the US he has a family and new life, but in his country of birth, Ukraine, there are still some unpaid bills remaining, so the tough American boy goes back to his home country, where he learns about the death of his best friend, and soon after that his friend's wife got killed, too. Naydenov decides to revenge their death...
When you don’t factor in the plethora of inferior sequels that have been produced, Luca is one of Pixar’s simplest and most unassuming films in years — and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. The film thrives on being a visual feast with a warm message for all ages, so much so that its unoriginal storyline doesn’t feel that big of a problem.
I’m still trying to comprehend the psychological and moral implications of their fascination with each other, or why their almost written-in-the-stars depth of connection makes so much sense.
Disney movies have taken a bit of a downward turn recently. How come?
"Be good. It doesn’t mean you can’t be tough. It doesn’t mean you always have to be nice. Just be good."
