Of all the potential Charlie Brown movies Hollywood might have made, this might be the Charlie Brown-iest. That’s not necessarily the best outcome in this situation. This may be the movie that Charlie Brown himself might have written, for himself as a hero… or at least as much as hero as Charlie Brown could be. (The Peanuts Movie was scripted in part by Charles Schulz’s son, Craig Schulz and grandson, Bryan Schulz.) Except Charlie Brown isn’t meant to be a hero, and he’s not meant to get any satisfaction. His eternal ache for resolution, for happiness, for an end to his existential grind — the very thing that made him so recognizable and appealing — is fundamentally at odds with the needs of a Hollywood movie. And yet here we have a sort of Peanuts Greatest Hits, at least for the tropes that circle around Charlie Brown: his ineptitude at baseball, the kite-eating tree, his turning to Lucy for psychiatric advice. (A major subplot sees Snoopy zooming off into the skies as the famous WWI flying ace to battle the notorious Red Baron.) In fact, the only major Charlie Brown-ism that’s missing is the bit with Lucy and the football; Lucy (the voice of Hadley Belle Miller) has been downplayed as an antagonist for Charlie Brown (the voice of Noah Schnapp: Bridge of Spies). In her place is the Little Red-Haired Girl, unattainable eight-year-old woman of Charlie Brown’s dreams who actually appears onscreen (voiced, for she does eventually speak, by Francesca Capaldi) — this is a shock; we never saw her in the newspaper strip — and serves as a prompt for Charlie Brown to better himself. Which he does. Except the whole point of Charlie Brown is that he didn’t need to better himself: he was already pretty much okay; it was the rest of the world that was failing to live up to his very reasonable expectations. Oh, the animation, led by director Steve Martino (Ice Age: Continental Drift), is a perfectly acceptable CGI adaptation of what we saw in the Sunday funnies. But the philosophy of The Peanuts Movie is not.