I've rarely felt so ashamed to give a film a low rating. While watching "Toy
Story" with my granddaughter Evelyn I could objectively accept that it's a
good film, but it didn't excite me. Usually when I watch children's films I
try to see them through a child's eyes, but this time I couldn't. I've made an
effort to write a fair review, but my three star rating will will remain
unchanged.
Evelyn laughed out loud while the film ran. What did she see that I didn't?
She saw a world where her greatest wish is true: her toys really are alive.
To a young child, Woody isn't just a cowboy doll and Buzz Lightyear isn't just
a plastic spaceman. They're friends with their own hopes, fears and
adventures, carrying on secret lives whenever grown ups aren't looking. It's
an irresistible idea that encourages children to see their own bedrooms as
places of endless possibility.
The story is simple enough for young viewers to follow, yet exciting enough to
keep them on the edge of their seats. There are funny characters, colourful
settings and just enough danger to make Woody and Buzz's journey thrilling
without becoming frightening.
Most importantly, the film celebrates imagination. After the credits roll,
children don't just remember the story, they return to their own toys and
continue it themselves. That's the real magic of "Toy Story". It doesn't end
when the television is switched off; it inspires hours of make believe long
afterwards. Few films understand childhood quite so well.
Success Rate: + 11.4
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