The Peanuts Movie is such an anomaly for Hollywood animated family films, in so many ways, that the more I think about it, the more pleasantly flabbergasted I am that it ever got produced. Here is a major family tentpole, in the year 2015, that lacks even a single pop-culture reference or scatological joke, with nary a celebrity voice in sight, and which eschews any semblance of a high-concept narrative in favor of an exceedingly gentle story about disappointment and optimism. It does not look like any mainstream CGI movie ever made, with a delightfully stylized visual approach that boldly refuses to conform, and it is not winking, cynical, coy, or anything other than whole-heartedly earnest about the world of Charles M. Schulz’s