The BFG (2016)
Starring: Mark Rylance, Ruby Barnhill, Penelope Wilton, Jemaine Clement, Rebecca Hall, Rafe Spall
Directed by: Steven Spielberg
Written by: Melissa Mathison
Rating: PG Running Time: 1 hr. 57 min
Just when I thought all the magic had left our movie theaters, the master of whimsy, Mr. Spielberg, returns to remind us why he’s the preeminent director of the fantastical. The BFG is a glorious fairy tale, and a gorgeous ride through giant country. A celebration of the imagination, CGI, and classic British literature.
If there was any deeper meaning to the tale of a giant catching and mixing dreams, it was lost on me. At several points during the movie, I tried to figure out if there was something deeper going on other than the dazzling light show, and John Williams’ beautiful score. But then realized I was trying too hard to turn a fairy tale into an allegory for happenings in the real world. A big mistake, and once I abandoned trying to be a smarty-pants critic, I simply let the film’s abundant charm wash over me, and I thoroughly enjoyed my time in the theater.
This film harkens back to Spielberg’s heart on sleeve productions like E.T. and Hook, and it’s good to see he hasn’t lost his touch. The BFG may be a little more restrained and not pack the unabashed emotional power of those earlier films, but it’s nice to see the maestro of magic still allows his inner-child out to play once in a while, and guide a project to our theaters that’s equal parts fantastic, and silly.
Comparing The BFG, to Spielberg’s back catalog, I’d say this was more Hook, than E.T. It’s a sweet film, that doesn’t alter the original story in any controversial way, and is suitable for kids of all ages.
Best Moment: << big spoiler, sorry >>
Farting Corgis. Farting… Corgis…