I saw Detective Pikachu last night.
I liked it more than I liked Endgame, honestly; it had a lot of heart and joy to it, and I do kind of love imagining living in that world. And it did a reasonably good job of capturing the feeling of partnership that I do associate with the best of Pokémon. That same sort of feeling I get when I transfer my old friends from previous games into a new one; I always get a little happy smile when I see Wulf (my Arcanine, who I think is about seven years old at this point) transferred into yet another game and at my side to go exploring together again.
Though, let's be entirely honest here, I'm the sort of person who even has a beloved seven-year-old Arcanine to start with. So it was not exactly unlikely I would enjoy the movie anyway, as long as it was even halfway decent.
What's somewhat more telling is that my best friend—whose only exposure to Pokémon is being a casual Pokémon Go player but who is a Marvel fan—also preferred it to Endgame.