You know when you go back and watch a children’s movie as an adult, and you suddenly understand the content you didn’t grasp as a child, and now you have a whole new perspective on the film? I recently encountered this phenomenon upon rewatching Disney’s Pinocchio. Pinocchio was never one of my favorites of their films. However, it is a favorite of my youngest brother and my own son. Thus, the past couple weeks I’ve been watching Pinocchio with them. And I must say, my neutral opinion on the story is no more. I am more than perplexed by that movie.
In fact, I detest the film so much so that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.