A light day; I spent most of it hanging out with a friend who is having to leave the country in a few months, which seemed more urgent. Nevertheless I managed to slip a cheeky movie in for the evening, and it was a good ‘un.
Wendy
A retelling of the Peter Pan story, I greatly enjoyed this film; set in a modern-ish small-town US, Peter snatches children away via the local train.
The film spends more time exploring the relationship between the pirates - lost children who have grown up - and is more willing to examine the degree to which Peter is a troubling, but also sympathetic, character. There is no Tinkerbell; rather, the source of magic is “The Mother”, a faintly Lovecraftian entity.
Well-executed, the work poses questions about abandoment and the tension between our desire for safety and adventure and how we should relate to our dreams.
I found this a moving, enjoyable meditation on childhood, and rattling good fun besides.