I never know what I want from commercial animated entertainment, but I do know that I like being able to suspect that -- by the standards of the competition -- its makers might be outlaws and lunatics.
Business as usual for the irrepressibly cheerful, pineapple-dwelling sea-creature.
It's big, loud, choppy, in-your-face, and absolutely, positively glorious.
Not the most gripping narrative, but the frenetic pace and nonstop gags will please young fans.
"The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out of Water" remains true to the surrealism of its animated television roots. But it also tries to force a live-action element which isn't as comfortable a fit as a certain pair of symmetrical trousers.
Even childless (and sober) I still had a pretty good time, and if you like silliness with a sprinkling of surrealism, you will too.
The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out of Water mostly nails what has always made the character, and his brightly coloured underwater world, so endearing: the abundant innocence, the welcome lack of cynicism and the out-and-out stupidity.
While less fluid and fresh than its 2004 predecessor, the new film displays enough nutty writing and sheer brio to confirm the stamina of its enduring and skillfully voiced characters.
For my part, it's the most laughs I've had at a theatre this year.