It wasn’t in the 1980s, when I grew up, and it isn’t now. Childhood isn’t all sugary breakfast cereals, coloring books, and Saturday morning cartoons. But that’s a rather insulting oversimplification. We celebrate our own naïveté as we bask in the warmth of nostalgia. We too often romanticize our childhoods as a period of time before responsibility, a time when we were allowed - even encouraged - to be carefree. They are lovingly and respectfully crafted for their young audience, without pandering or condescending to them. No, the best children’s movies - the ones we’re still talking about years later - are invariably the work of sensitive and perceptive collaborators who haven’t forgotten what it’s like to observe the world through the eyes of a child.
They are not based on the box-office calculations of studio number crunchers. They are not created to capitalize on the latest commercial trends and gimmicks. They are not reverse-engineered from merchandising tie-ins. It’s almost too obvious to even say, but here goes: the best children’s movies are those made by filmmakers who have never lost touch with their inner child.
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