Ratatouille
I suppose the disappointment that was Cars, followed by my discovery of auteurs such as Godard and Fellini disillusioned me from Pixar for a while, but Ratatouille proved to be a return to form on par with Finding Nemo. Hell, I think it was better than Nemo.
The story of Ratatouille sets it apart as a minority in American multiplexes this summer for it's sincerity (lookin' at you Live Free or Die Hard). Nary a pop culture reference in sight, the story and characters feel as fresh as a crisp croissant from a Parisian bakery. In addition, Peter O'Toole's character as the delightfully pretentious food critic is a pure treat.
Needless to say, with Pixar, you can expect to see some amazing visuals. Paris is breath-taking and filled to the brim with many subtle sight gags. Brad Bird's signature action sequences are top notch as well, but the most important visual achievement is the food. From spotless kitchens to decaying garbage heaps, food has never been so realistically rendered in CGI before.
The O'Toole character in me wants to dismiss Ratatouille as a piece of cinéma commercial manufactured by l'avarice de la bourgeoisie Hollywood, but I know better than that. Pixar may have merged with Disney, but it is still comprised of true visionaries that create consistant, even autueristic, works of entertainment for people of all ages.
Viva la Pixar! 8.5/10.