Delving deeper into the heart than any of their works prior or sense, Pixar created a magnum opus of over a decade in the making with Toy Story 3, a masterpiece so grand that not only can it likely never be topped, it’d be damn near impossible for it to even be attempted. In a stroke of genius that predates even Birdman, the masterminds at Pixar released Toy Story 3 15 years after the original and tackled a subject that many who grew up watching the original were dealing with at the time: leaving home for college. Seeing Andy, his mother, his sister and even his dog all grown up is arguably even more effective than watching the toys cope with their understandable paranoia about being either thrown away or cooped up in a dusty attic for the rest of their lives, even as they hold out hope that they might be played with one more time just like the good old days. Add in several plot twists that I wouldn’t dare spoil for those that haven’t seen it (I hadn’t until mere days ago), the clear winner for greatest villain in Pixar history, and an ending that damn near had me literally drowning in my own tears, and you get not only the most effective and heart-gripping children’s movie ever made, but simply one of the greatest films of all time. A true masterpiece in every sense.