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Christopher Robin- I need to cry!

This morning was the perfect kind of morning for a big cry.

Nothing’s wrong, in fact everything is really good. I just fancied a big, ugly, sobby cry.

It’s not summer anymore, I have to go back to work next week, I still can’t do push ups in the gym and it was raining really hard. Time for a big ol cry.

Crying is the best. Since I hit 25, I cry at everything. Last week an episode of DIY S.O.S got me going. Only yesterday a Guide Dogs advert hit me hard and I was sobbing into my sofa. Having a cry is my version of soul cleansing chakra realigning meditation or whatever. If I am feeling all over the place, a crying sesh sets me back to zero. I highly recommend a big ol cry for whatever ails you.

The trailer for Christopher Robin started to get my eyes pricking, so I knew it was the film for today. I skipped into an early morning screening, bag full of Kleenex, ready for a weep.

The film started off well, Christopher Robin says goodbye to all of his childhood pals in the Hundred Acre wood. There’s a touching moment with Winnie the Pooh asking him to make sure not to forget him bla bla bla. I thought we were on to a winner.

Next we go on a whistlestop tour of Christopher Robin’s life including a nasty bit of WW2, stopping with grown up Christopher (Ewan McCregor) boring his wife and daughter to tears. He’s become a right kill-joy and prioritises his job over his family and never has fun.

Same old story right? As you can imagine, Winnie the Pooh etc, missing their old pal makes a reappearance and teach their old mate how to have fun again. The end of the film sees Christopher Robin back to his old fun loving self, in the hundred acre wood with his family and soft toys… (It’s not a spoiler we all saw that one coming- there was hardly going to be a twist was there?).

It was still promising at this point.

But here’s the thing. I don’t think there’s a solid tone throughout the whole film. The start looked good, as did the initial sad Christopher Robin working in London part. It seemed like a comfortable family sort of movie with maybe some dark bits.

Unfortunately once we got Christopher Robin back into Hundred Acre wood, the film tried to be a kids’ movie (with some particularly bad jokes that must have been aimed at younger audience members). Then we went back to sad family drama, then family style movie, ending somewhere in the middle. Christopher Robin’s triumphant ending speech felt cobbled together – as if the director had realised they only have 15 minutes left on set to finish the scene. ‘Uhhh….Here is the message of the movie, the end!’

This was NOT the ending that I envisaged. I wanted a heartfelt goodbye, maybe a moving coming to terms or apology for past behaviour- maybe a poignant reminder of lost childhood- I GOT NOTHING.

The colour scheme of the whole film was a rainy autumn woodland range of navy, grey and brown- which sums up the mood I was in afterwards pretty well. Just ‘eh.’

grey grey grey

A 4 year old girl in the same screening as me kept asking her Daddy ‘When is it finished?’ which unfortunately showed me that the parts of the film aimed at younger viewers hadn’t gone down too well either.

This isn’t a complete stinker of a film, I just don’t think it knows where it lies. Had it stuck with the direction I thought it was heading in, it could have been great. Instead it straddled a few different viewpoints and successfully landed in none. Maybe the time that was invested in the (very good) special effects would have been better spent on developing the script.

I did like the scenery of this film and felt it was overall very stylish. The faded and worn looking Pooh and friends were really well done and the cottage in Sussex was the epitome of shabby chic. Pooh himself gave some very good one liners and did make me laugh once or twice- but still, not quite enough to stir any real emotion, or move me to the tears I was hoping for.

So much crying potential wasted.

Unfortunately, Christopher Robin will lie firmly in the shadow of a far superior Bear starring film from last year: Paddington 2. I’m afraid Christopher Robin could learn a thing or two from that masterpiece, which did give me a lovely sob thank you very much. I saw it three times in the cinema- it was magnificent.

So whilst this film is, you know, okay. I have turned to my works-every-time list of films to give me today’s big cry. I’ve shared them below in case you too are in need of a cry today or if you need some inspiration for the next time you are.

Remember, there's no shame in a good cry.

My Fail-safe list of films to sob at.

Black Beauty

Ginger! Fun story- I noticed this was on tv the other day and casually started watching. I sobbed for a full half hour. I was late for dinner out because I had to redo my whole face.

He's so brave.

Leon: The Professional

Hits me right in the Dad shaped hole in my life. I wasn’t okay for long after the film finished. I blame Sting.

can't handle this

It’s a Wonderful Life

The shops are starting to fill up with glittery snowman cards, which means only one thing! It’s time for me to cry for almost three hours straight at this classic Christmas film. Tis the season. Sometimes I watch clips from the end in the middle of summer just to let a big cry out when I need to.

'Atta boy Clarence' waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The Lion King

‘Daddy wake up!’

I’m not crying, you are.

works every time

Marley and Me

BEWARE ESPECIALLY STRONG CRY POWER- but only if you’ve ever had a dog. Jennifer Aniston and Owen Wilson make a particularly horrid married couple- but the dog! He’s an arc-angel. If you’ve known, loved and lost a dog this will make your heart fall out.

As a species we do not deserve dogs.

Don't even know where to start here, already a bit teary.

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