The Pixar film goes back and forth between the Sheriff as a young boy alongside his father as they’re involved in a wagon chase with a bandit, and the Sheriff as an old, weathered man that’s still haunted by the incident.
Where do you even start to revel in this glory?
First of all, there’s the structure, which, despite Borrowed Time’s brevity, is so perfectly constructed that in just six minutes and forty seconds it packs in more bona-fide emotion, action and visceral beauty than most mainstream productions manage in two hours.