Dear Disney .. people,
First of all, I wanted to thank you. As a young girl, my mother forced me to read Bridge to Terabithia. My mother had a rule that I must read every Newberry Award winner, and this book was no exception. And although I did, and I’m a better person for it (thank you, Momma!), life happened and I grew up.
I vaguely remember names and titles of books, but very rarely can I recall complete storylines.
So when I convinced my husband to take my young stepson and I to see your film of the same name, I was enthralled. Much like I had been jaded to life, I had forgotten how much magic could be found in the everyday. I was the girl who believed in fairies, the girl who thought she had the power to change stoplights with her breath, the girl who ruled kingdoms in her backyard. I was the girl who worked with words and fantasy storylines to get through life.
I was the girl who found solace through writing.
I had forgotten.
Now, having said all of that, I had also forgotten the pivotal point of the book, the point which I OBVIOUSLY PUSHED OUT OF MY MEMORY. THE PART THAT HAD THE ENTIRE THEATRE IN HYSTERICS.
OHMYGOD. Could you not have Disney-fied that up? Just a little bit?!
(I won’t spoil it for the rest of you. But be forewarned, this movie is NOT for small children.)
I guess this is, overall, a note of thanks. Sometimes in life, we need to be reminded that trolls have hearts, that ropes can be magic, and that we have to make magic where we can’t find it.
Ah…yes. I do REMEMBER that book — including the part you blanked out. Sounds like Elyse and I need to go to this movie.
This is the review I’ve been looking for. I hated the book because that part caught me so of guard (I just read it a few years ago for the first time) I cried for hours. I’ve wondered if they would do that in the movie.
Yeah. I was a HOT MESS.
As we were leaving the theatre (with my two dry-eyed, apparently heartless companions, I might add.. the ones who mercilessly tease me for ANY tears I may shed), a dad was carrying his two or three year old girl out. She and I both had RED eyes, and I said, “Me too, baby.” She nodded.
We both hated Disney movies.
You know, I was talking with Pepper and Kelly and it was the exact opposite of what you were talking about. We were like “There was a troll? The trees moved?????”. The ONLY thing we remembered was how terrible and shocking the ending was. ….so we all vowed never to read the book again and never to see the movie as well.