Does 'If I Were A Fish' Have A Sequel?

You can't scroll through Twitter, Instagram, or TikTok without bumping into a Dory joke — the forgetful blue tang from 'Finding Nemo' and 'Finding Dory' turned into one of those rare cartoon characters that jumped straight from the big screen into meme immortality. I love how simple it is: a few seconds of Dory panicking, confidently giving the wrong info, or chirping 'just keep swimming' becomes a perfect reaction image for everything from minor daily mishaps to whole identity crises. People made GIFs, reaction stickers, captioned images, and whole threads riffing on her memory lapses; suddenly Dory wasn't just a beloved Pixar character, she was shorthand for being adorably clueless, resilient in the face of chaos, or pretending everything's fine. What really sealed Dory’s meme status for me was the versatility. Memes can be sarcastic, wholesome, absurd, or dark — and Dory works across that spectrum. The 'just keep swimming' mantra got co-opted into motivational posts, ironic millennial humor, and pandemic-era sticky notes. Her pronunciation mess-ups and forgetful declarations made for instant captioned screenshots you could drop into any conversation as the perfect reaction. Fans also took lines like 'P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney' and turned them into jokes about bad directions or people stubbornly clinging to one memory. Beyond the lines, artists remixed her into surreal edits, crossover art with other fandoms, and even political memes. Watching that evolution was wild: one minute it's a cute movie moment, the next it's global internet shorthand. On a personal note, I get a weird kind of joy seeing Dory pop up in places you wouldn't expect — in sports threads, work Slack channels, or even on coffee shop chalkboards. It says something about how memes reuse and reframe tiny bits of pop culture to express something universal: uncertainty, hope, or the comedy of trying to keep going. As a fan, I appreciate how Dory's meme life highlights both the character's charm and how communities reshape media to reflect everyday feelings. She’s goofy, sweet, unexpectedly deep, and undeniably meme-worthy — and whenever a fresh Dory edit shows up in my feed, I can’t help but smile.

Growing up, the way cartoon fish moved on screen always felt like its own little dialect — part caricature, part biology, and entirely expressive. In the earliest days of animation, fish were often drawn with human mannerisms and rubbery limbs influenced by the same elastic cartooning that gave life to bouncy feet and flapping arms. Studios like Fleischer leaned into surreal, rhythmic motion where fins and tails behaved more like musical instruments than anatomy, while Disney pushed for more naturalistic motion and lush backgrounds, so even a tiny school of fish could feel atmospheric in shorts and features. That tension between caricature and realism has been central to the style's evolution. Technically, the shift from hand-painted cels to digital rigs is where a big stylistic leap happened. Classic cel-era fish used exaggerated silhouettes, bold outlines, and squash-and-stretch to sell personality. Then television-era limited animation simplified forms for economy, creating flat, iconic fish designs where a single pose spoke volumes. Later, when computers became affordable and lighting engines grew sophisticated, films like 'Finding Nemo' showed what happens when you blend believable water physics, caustic lighting, and photoreal textures with deliberately cartoony facial rigs. At the same time, 2D animation didn't disappear — modern shows and indie shorts borrow from mid-century modern illustration, using flat shapes, textured brushes, and stylized motion to suggest water rather than simulate it. Culturally, tastes shaped aesthetics. The kawaii movement kept fish cute and rounded in many Japanese works, while Western indie animators explored grotesque or surreal fish as tools for satire. Tools like Toon Boom, After Effects, and GPU-driven renderers let creators mix hand-drawn frame-by-frame charm with particle-based water, soft-body fins, and layered lighting. Even games contributed: real-time engines taught animators how to sell flow through bone-driven fins, blend trees, and secondary motion hooks. Looking ahead, AR filters and VR let fish designs interact in three dimensions with viewer perspective, so designers are thinking about silhouette from every angle. For me, the best fish animation strikes a balance — convincing enough to feel like a living creature, stylized enough to carry emotion — and I love spotting how a simple fin twitch can reveal an animator's era, influences, and priorities.

Hunting down vintage cartoon fish merchandise feels a bit like going on a tiny treasure hunt, and I love every minute of it. I usually start online — eBay and Etsy are the obvious first stops because they have huge archives and you can set searches and saved alerts for keywords like 'vintage fish toy', 'retro fish plush', or 'cartoon fish pin'. Mercari and Depop are great for younger sellers unloading attic finds, and don't forget specialty auction sites like Heritage Auctions or LiveAuctioneers for higher-end pieces. Outside the internet, I haunt local thrift stores, estate sales, and flea markets. Antique malls and specialty toy shops often have hidden gems; I’ve snagged odd ceramic fish figurines and enamel pins at weekend markets. Comic-cons and vintage toy shows also host dealers who specialize in character merch — even if you don’t buy, it’s a good way to learn makers' marks and price ranges. A few tips I swear by: take lots of photos and ask for provenance if the seller claims it’s collectible; check for maker marks, condition issues like paint flake or hairline cracks, and be mindful of repros. For fragile or high-value items, factor in shipping insurance. It’s such a satisfying hobby — finding a quirky vintage fish pin or a faded lunchbox feels like rescuing a tiny piece of someone’s childhood, and that thrill never gets old.

Oddly enough, the history of cartoon fish is messier and more charming than you'd expect. I like to trace their roots back to the very birth of animation — the 1910s and 1920s — when film pioneers were doodling all kinds of creatures, including sea life, as part of experimental shorts. Early animated loops and novelty films often used fish and underwater scenes because they were visually playful and let animators stretch physics for gags. By the 1930s, studios like Disney and Fleischer were churning out theatrical shorts that featured anthropomorphic animals and occasional fish characters, giving those creations wider exposure in movie theaters. So pinning a single "first popular" fish is tricky: popularity came in waves. The medium matured through decades, and then later decades gave us unmistakable mainstream fish icons — my favorites being the bright, personality-driven characters from films like 'The Little Mermaid' and 'Finding Nemo'. Those later hits crystallized what a beloved cartoon fish could be, but the lineage goes back to those early silent-era experiments, and I find that long, winding evolution pretty delightful.

I get asked this a lot whenever people bring up 'Little Fish' in conversation, and I love how layered the question can be. If you mean the 2020 film with Olivia Cooke and Jack O'Connell, it's not based on a true story — it's a fictional, intimate sci-fi drama adapted from a short story and a screenplay that imagine a world where a memory-erasing virus quietly reshapes relationships. The filmmakers clearly mined real feelings and anxieties—loss, grief, the fear of someone you love becoming a stranger—but the plot and the pandemic itself are creations of fiction rather than a retelling of actual events. There's also the older Australian movie called 'Little Fish' from the mid-2000s, starring Cate Blanchett. That one is a gritty, character-driven drama about addiction and attempts at breaking free of a destructive past. Again, it's not a literal true-story biopic; it borrows from real social issues and authentic human behavior to feel lived-in, but the narrative and characters are dramatized. In both cases, the films are strengthened by realism in mood, performances, and detail, which can make them feel like they could've happened to someone you know. So, no — neither version is a true-story adaptation. What I love about both is how they capture emotional truth even while remaining fictional; they use invented situations to say something honest about memory, love, and survival, and that kind of storytelling sticks with me long after the credits roll.

The 'Little Fish' that stayed with me is the 2020 indie: a small, aching drama about a couple trying to keep their life together while a mysterious virus robs people of their memories. I followed Emma and Jude through grocery runs, old apartment rooms, and the tiny, fragile rituals couples build to prove to each other that they mattered. The film doesn’t go big on spectacle; instead it lives in close-ups, the silences between lines, and the constant, creeping fear that who you love could simply become a stranger overnight. What grabbed me most was how the premise — memory loss as a kind of slow, domestic apocalypse — lets the movie examine intimacy in a new way. It’s less about action and more about the mundane bravery of staying put: making lists, recording voice messages, keeping physical tokens. There’s also this melancholy optimism threaded through the performances; the movie suggests that love is not only memory but also habit and choice. I walked away thinking about how fragile identity is, how much we’re held together by stories we tell each other, and how quietly heroic everyday devotion can be. It’s the kind of film that leaves a soft, stubborn ache in your chest, in a good way.

Right off the bat, what grabbed me was how the novel lives inside the protagonist's head while the adaptation turns that interior life into images and music. In the book, the narrative luxuriates in memory, small sensory details, and long, reflective passages about loss and hope — you really feel time folding back on itself. The film (or show) version of 'Little Fish' trims a lot of that interior monologue, so some of the subtler motivations become externalized: choices that were once ambiguous in print read as clearer intentions on screen. Another big shift is structure and pacing. The novel spreads scenes out, allowing quieter subplots and side characters to breathe; the adaptation compresses or merges them to keep momentum. That means certain friendships or backstories that felt rich on the page are either hinted at or combined into single composite characters. Visually, the screen version leans hard on recurring motifs — water, reflections, rain — turning lyrical prose into repeated visual images and a melancholic soundtrack. The ending is the kind of change that will divide people: the book closes on a more ambiguous, inward note, while the adaptation opts for something that reads as slightly more resolved and cinematic. I liked both for different reasons; one scratched that obsessive, contemplative itch, the other made me feel things in a blunt, immediate way. Finally, tone shifts matter. The novel's voice is intimate and patient, letting metaphors accumulate; the adaptation chooses clarity and emotional immediacy, often at the expense of slower, meditative beats. If you loved the book's small pleasures — offhand lines, interior contradictions, extended memories — you'll miss some of that on screen. But if you appreciate a tighter narrative and vivid imagery, the adaptation does a strong job translating the core themes. Personally, I enjoyed how each medium highlighted different facets of the same story and left me thinking about it long after the credits rolled.

I dug up the filming details because the cityscape in 'Little Fish' felt so familiar and moody. It was primarily shot in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada — the production leaned on Vancouver’s rainy streets and diverse urban fabric to create that lived-in Pacific Northwest vibe. The movie is actually set in Portland, Oregon, but the crew used Vancouver to stand in for Portland, so Vancouver doubled as Portland on screen. From a young filmmaker’s perspective, that choice makes total sense: Vancouver has that wet, overcast aesthetic and the infrastructure to support shoots, so you get authentic-looking street scenes without the same permitting headaches and costs you might hit in the U.S. The result is convincing — when watchng 'Little Fish' I kept spotting those small, atmospheric details (neon signs, wet pavement, quiet back alleys) that sell the idea of Portland even though the camera was in Canada. It’s a neat example of how location choices shape a film’s mood, and seeing Vancouver pull off Portland made me appreciate the production design even more.