SURTALCHILGAAN DEER DARAHAD ARILJ KINO GARNA.
Seven hundred years after mankind fled its won’t strewn planet, one robot remains: WALL-E. Every day the persistent bot—whose name remains for Waste Allocation Load Lifter Earth-Class—charges his sun based controlled batteries and gets the opportunity to work tidying up the worldwide landfill that is mankind’s muddled legacy. His junk compactor middle crunches refuse into 3D squares, which WALL-E slyly stacks as high as high rises. Sporadically, bits of castoff junk get his attention: a Rubik’s Cube. A light. Forks. Also, … a little plant. So he stores them away inside the feeble modern vehicle he calls home.
Divider E’s exclusive friends? A well-intentioned cockroach and an adored, antiquated VHS duplicate of Hello Dolly. The last he observes consistently: WALL-E pines for the love he sees between the motion picture’s principle characters. Also, his desire works out as expected the day a rocket out of the blue thunders down on top of him and dispatches an entirely, smooth and secretive “female” robot named EVE (for Extraterrestrial Vegetative Evaluator). Divider E watches in ponder as EVE outputs one protest after another and as she dances along these lines and that. She’s clearly searching for something, however without much of any result.
It’s not much sooner than the match o’ bots meet—an occasion that is practically WALL-E’s demise since EVE has an off-putting propensity for impacting potential dangers into bits. Still, WALL-E is stricken, and he gives her the plant he’s found as a blessing. Her computerized eyes illuminate! It’s her sacred chalice. Before long a rocket comes back to whisk her back to where she originated from—with WALL-E determinedly sticking to the art’s outside keeping in mind that he be isolated from his new love.
Their goal is an ark-like spaceship conveying mankind’s remainders, who have become stout and totally self-ingested as robots tend to their each need. Divider E and EVE’s entry turns everything upside down—helping a couple of people understand the time has come to re-colonize Earth.
One of the principal temperances showcased by Pixar’s most recent is a decent hard working attitude. Divider E has been separated from everyone else for who knows to what extent. In any case, the absence of responsibility doesn’t prevent him from doing his junkyard work each day. Divider E recognizes what his motivation is, and he obediently satisfies it. In like manner, despite the fact that EVE is interested about WALL-E, she, as well, is devoted to her mandate of discovering vegetative life. Once the robots hit it off, they’re similarly committed to shielding and protecting each other from the hazards that take after.
Without poking its thumb too wildly into moviegoers’ mid-sections, the film sticks our purchaser culture and the harming impacts of over-utilization. A major box enterprise satirically named Buy n Large has assumed control and coordinates essentially every part of humankind. Steady ads and colossal Blade Runner-like boards have absolutely desensitized mankind’s spirit. The company’s saying? “We Want More for You.” It’s a state of mind that is clearly made Earth unacceptable. What’s more, once WALL-E and EVE achieve the people’s spaceship, the Axiom, we see the following result: tremendously overweight individuals who ride around on skimming, auto ish electro-love seats with a PC screen everlastingly before them. At the point when a couple of people tumble off these trucks, robots need to help the poor “stranded whales” back on.
Divider E and EVE’s undertakings on the Axiom affect three people specifically. John and Mary get knock out of their schedules and gaze upward from their PC screens for apparently the first run through ever. They see the excellence of the stars, and they find each other. For them, it’s much the same as waking from a fantasy to douse up the daylight of a lovely morning.
The third human poked out of his consumerist daze is the ship’s commander. EVE’s landing with a live plant consequently actuates the ship’s prearranged order to come back to mankind’s home. It likewise births in the commander an exceptional enthusiasm for his race’s history, which neither he nor the ship’s travelers know anything about. The skipper turns out to be particularly charmed with plants and cultivating.
So when a devious, HAL 9000-esque robot named Auto tries to keep the ship from coming back to Earth, the commander, John, Mary, WALL-E and EVE unite to change the course of mankind’s predetermination.