Babe

I had read this children’s book, with delight, with my children when they were young. And my brother kept telling me, in his persistent, enthusiastic, eccentric way, that I had to see it with my children even though they were older now.

Satisfying and sweet, with an understated approach, an effectively spare sense of cinematography, and a firm hand on the narrative tiller. It was a faithful cinematic re-telling of a book, and so, as I believe is common, not as rich an artistic concoction as the book.