Winnie The Pooh

I'm an avid reader of the critic Mick LaSalle. He's the top notch movie reviewer for the San Francisco Chronicle. When I read the byline he was reviewing the kid flick "Winnie The Pooh", I scratched my balls and said, 'huh?'. But the review is charming and damned near fanciful.

Mick wrote:

"The makers of "Winnie the Pooh" had enough material for a good 65 minutes, and so they did something unusual, practically unheard of in modern times. They made a 65-minute movie."

And his final paragraph sums it up:

"So Eeyore has misplaced his tail, which makes him more depressed than usual, and Winnie and his friends go looking for it. Along the way, Winnie looks for honey, and that's about it, folks. He's a little bear, he's hungry, but he wants to help his friend, too. That's all there is, and all you need to know, though I'll add, too, that this movie reminded me of being 6, and I liked the reminder."

Read the whole thing here.

Bottom line? I like being reminded of being a 6-year-old.