Do You Believe in Fairies?

Another day another feeling of plain crap. Not even pretty, glittered covered crap- just yuck. Well this yuck just turned into luck for you readers. Today I started to watch Finding Neverland a great Johnny Depp film. This movie is all about imagination, the wonderful imagination of J.M. Barrie. I love imagination-I feel fortunate to have a wild imagination myself. My imagination sometimes joins forces with my anxiety and makes for tough times in this brain of mine. 

Anyway I was very excited to see Peter Pan form before my eyes in this film, and then I remembered why I have not seen it in ages. The disc is defective! I remember now the jumping between scenes of James' cold and unimaginative wife and his creative filled afternoons with Sylvia Davies and her wonderful boys, Peter, George, Jack and Michael. This movie is a real tear jerker so I am glad that I did not get to see all of it. It is hard to figure out James' and Sylvia's relationship- it appears that they have become good friends, even though there is a little bit of affection there. Sylvia's husband had died before we meet her and one of her boys, Peter, is having an especially rough time of it. That is probably the best part of the film for me- watching Johnny Depp and Freddie Highmore (that is the actor playing Peter) interact with one another. It is also pretty great to see Dustin Hoffman who plays Captain Hook in the the Peter Pan film Hook work though as J.M. Barrie's producer. 

It is hard to accurately capture everything in a film, Hollywood has to pick a focus. Otherwise all these great movies would last hours and hours. So for Finding Neverland the main focus of the film is about little boys growing up, dealing with grown up things like death, loss of imagination and such. Not death itself, even though it is pervasive through the whole plot. I always start to tear up as one of the theatre goers- Mrs. Snow comes up to James after the show and talks about how her husband had died, then little Peter outs James as Peter Pan and then the whole show at home for Sylvia. I am a water works of a mess. What a great story! 

If I were to program around this film I would have to play with the always a child theme, but not something like coloring books or something like- I would find games like Pretty Pretty Princess or Mall Madness. Games that force you to act goofy and giggle so the real child part of you can come out. None one will be left with their cool caps on- no one.