The new Christopher Robin movie is a little too Eeyoreby James Robins
A tale of Christopher Robin’s midlife crisis risks turning into a 90-minute guilt trip for adults.
Taking its cue from Milne’s 1928 story The House at Pooh Corner, it begins with young Christopher (Orton O’Brien) and his pals sharing a farewell feast in the Hundred Acre Wood. He is about to leave for school, and later, World War II. In his absence, a gloomy fog descends over his toy friends: Tigger loses his bounce, Piglet grows more cowardly, Eeyore goes from glum to outright depressive and poor Pooh wanders aimlessly, all hunny gone, pining for his old friend in a tone (provided by longtime Pooh vocalist Jim Cummings) that can only be described as deeply pained.
We all know there’s nothing more pitiful than an abandoned teddy bear, but the first act of Christopher Robin feels like taking a beloved pet to the vet one last time.
The moroseness doesn’t stop with Pooh and the other toys; Christopher himself grows up (played by Ewan McGregor) to become a desk-bound “efficiency manager” at a luggage company, of all things. His wife, Evelyn (Hayley Atwell), is left to stew at home, while their daughter Madeleine (Bronte Carmichael) is threatened with banishment to boarding school.
It’s set in a real-world, suitably nostalgic mid-century London. Milne’s adored characters are digitally rendered with their fluffy fur faded and frayed. Their grubby state only adds to the sombre tone. And this is supposed to be a family film?
Director Marc Forster has taken a children’s story and added a degree of maturity seen before in Finding Neverland, about Peter Pan author JM Barrie. But here, the maturity becomes a slog of neglect and despair. Young viewers have to wait a long while before any fun kicks in and, by the end, adults may feel they’ve been subjected to a 90-minute guilt trip.
Remember that manky penguin toy you now keep at the back of the closet? Or the buzzy bee boxed up in the garage? You’d best go home right now and give them a big hug or else you’ll be left to ponder the decades of torment they’ve been subjected to.
Goodbye Christopher Robin had its share of darkness, too. It didn’t shy away from Christopher’s rejection of his father’s creations or their troubled relationship. However, it was a delicate and charming film, unlike this dastardly Woozle of a movie, which trudges along in Christopher’s grown-up footprints but takes us nowhere new.
Video: Walt Disney Studios
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This article was first published in the September 22, 2018 issue of the New Zealand Listener.
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