I read this thing the other day about how, one day, a parent will put down their child, and never pick them up again. There’s a last time you’ll bathe them, a last time you’ll feed them, a last time you’ll kiss them goodbye. And while it makes perfect sense, it also struck me as perfectly tragic, because you never see it coming. You never tuck your kid in and know that this is the very last time you’ll do it. Kids grow up in bits and bobs.
Christopher Robin grew up like all kids must. Now he’s a grown man (Ewan McGregor) just back from the war, and his boss at the luggage company has tasked him with finding a way to reduce costs by 20% – if nothing else, it’ll be people let go. That means working through the weekend, which means letting down his wife and daughter. You may remember a young Christopher Robin, denizen of the Hundred Acre Wood, best friend of Pooh (Winnie The). But even Christopher Robin had to grow up; there was a last time he visited Pooh and Piglet and Tigger et. al in the Wood, but no one knew it was the very last time until he just never came back and he never came back and never came back.
But just as his wife and daughter are concerned they’re losing him to work, to life, to serious pursuits more important than time with them, Winnie The Pooh materializes in London to save his old pal and remind him of the value of play. This movie was breaking my heart left and right, its nostalgia tinged with a definitive brand of sadness. But Pooh and friends are adorable as always. They aren’t primary-coloured, Sunday morning cartoons, nor are they “live-action” CGI like Mowgli. The animation has Pooh, Tigger, Piglet, and Eeyore looking like antique stuffed animals. It gets you right in the feels.
My mother took my young nephews to see this, but though PG, this movie is not really for kids. It’s a little like Hook, about a man who, as a boy, would get lost in other worlds and imaginary friends, but as grown up, was too consumed with work and had to travel back to his childhood friends to remember the important things. Although some kids may have the patience to sit through grown ups moaning about work and efficiency, this one’s mostly for the older folk, the ones among us who need the reminding, and don’t mind a trip back to simpler times to do so.