I loved this movie--Coraline is the modern girl. Her parents are so absorbed in their technology as it relates to their jobs that they fail to pay any attention to her. It is crystal clear to Coraline that she is on her own, and she is very lonely. but not desperate--she shuns the boy next door who stumbles all over himself trying to at least get her to make eye contact, if not actually talk to him. And so goes the set up to the slowly and skillfully unfolding terror ahead.
Coraline's new home, a rambling Victorian mansion, has a cabinet in the front hall that opens onto a bricked up wall by day--but by night is a corridor into a parallel house, just like hers but better...or so it first seems. The parents dote on her, the neighbors are more talented and trying to make friends with her, and Coraline is thrilled. What's not to like? Well, it is right out of the Stepford Wives, for one. And no one has eyes--they have all been replaced by buttons.
Coraline senses that all is not well in paradise, and the cat who follows her becomes her guide to a possible exit strategy. The momentum in the movie builds slowly and carefully to a wonderful ending. It is wonderful to watch.
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