So, after my successful completion of yet another floss fairy mission today, Shawn and Danie asked if I wanted to go see a movie. When I queried as to what movie we could possibly go see, they suggested the recent release, Bridge to Terabithia.
Now I know I read this book as a child. I distinctly remember the name, and I vaguely remember it being about two friends and a magical fairy tale kingdom they create with their imagination. I remember it being good, as well. But that’s about all I remember.
What I had completely forgotten is how truly sad the story is.
I did like the movie for the most part. It’s mainly aimed at a younger audience, so don’t expect something too terribly deep and engrossing. There are also a few places, early on, where they try to hard. Growing up and adolescence is awkward enough as it is. They didn’t need to make it even more awkward by throwing in poorly done caricatures of bullies and typical teen social angst. It does get it’s point across, but there are still parts of the movie where I couldn’t help but cringe.
But this story is still mainly about those two friends, and something special that they share. Even if they do seem completely schizophrenic and insane at times. They are acted beautifully by the two starlets that portray them, and was one of the main saving graces of the film.
I’d recommend giving it a view, if only because I have always had a great love for tragedies.
If anything, it makes me want to read the book again.