The New Adventures of Pippi Longstocking Reviews
Girl who looks like Pippi: check
Characters and story: check
Good movie: ?
Until a week ago. How does the innocent misadventures of a freckled red-haired girl you oughta know fair twenty one years later?
Not too badly. The movie is hopelessly innocent, almost as innocent as the subject of the song "Fireflies" is before life attempts to jade him. It's a children film, but it's also an adventure (L'avventura? Not quite, but possibly more entertaining) and a sometimes moving account of trying to find one's own place in the world...not uncommon to the genre, but still exemplary nonetheless. Watching the film, it was almost an index of the stuff that the future version of myself would come to love about the world of cinema...the tough preciousness of Truffaut and children, the enchantment of a bike shot by Spielberg, the insoucciance of Demy, or way more importantly than cinema, the joy of seeing a resourceful freckled faced, red haired girl take charge of her life. And, twenty years later, my own. Sound familiar Stacy?
So this movie might not mean shit for you, and I wouldn't expect it to. But for me, it's some kind of wonderful. If not for itself, but for what it portends, and for the promise to a five year old boy who should have been playing with G.I. Joes for what dreams would come.
Pinky: "Yeah, but I mean, me and Pippi Longstocking? What would our children look like?"