Saving Mr. Banks, Saving the Father

Eugenia 2022-04-20 09:01:41

After watching this movie, I was thinking, how did the writer PL Travers (real name Helen) resolve the knot in his childhood?
Her father worked in a bank, and her family once lived happily in the city. Helen played in the big garden like a little princess.
Soon, however, my father was fired and the family moved to the suburbs, although my father was optimistic that we would live in the palace and have a horse. But my mother looked embarrassed.
His father worked in another bank, and his work was not satisfactory, so he began to drink alcohol to drown his sorrows, and tried to create a seemingly beautiful fairy-tale world in front of his children.
Little Helen is the eldest child, her father's plight, and her mother's helplessness, she sees it all. At the local bazaar, the carousel was so attractive, but she had no chance to fulfill her wish.
Father drinks more and more fiercely, and his attitude towards mother is getting worse and worse. A fall at the bazaar made his father bedridden, and with alcoholism, his health gradually deteriorated. Unbearable, my mother almost jumped into the river to commit suicide.
At a critical moment, my aunt appeared to help the struggling family. However, the father left Helen forever.
As an adult, writer PL Travers did not marry and wrote for a living. At the beginning of the film, she is mean, hates children, and dislikes pears.
As the script of the film was revised, the memory kept pouring in, and the story in the book was her own story.
When he lost his parents when he was young, his beloved father drifted away with the wind. This has been a knot in the heart of writer PL Travers for many years.
It's tiring to remember often, so let go of these memories. There is such a sentence in the play.
The adapted movie has a happy ending, which is Helen's wish and the result that audiences like to see.
For Helen, the film's alternative ending is the best farewell to childhood memories.

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Extended Reading
  • Clemmie 2022-03-23 09:01:51

    It's actually a let it go story>< and followed by a roar of OSCAR FXXK YOURSELF!

  • Winifred 2022-04-22 07:01:20

    I really like Emma Thompson's character, but can the memory part be a little worse?

Saving Mr. Banks quotes

  • Walt Disney: I have my own Mr. Banks. Mine had a mustache.

    P.L. Travers: [sarcastically] So it's not true that Disney created man in his own image?

    Walt Disney: No, but it is true that you created yourself in someone else, yes?

  • Walt Disney: Have you ever been to Kansas City, Mrs. Travers? Do you know Missouri at all?

    P.L. Travers: I can't say I do.

    Walt Disney: Well, it's mighty cold there in the winters. Bitter cold. And my dad, Elias Disney, he owned a newspaper delivery route there. A thousand papers, twice daily; a morning and an evening edition. And dad was a tough businessman. He was a "save a penny any way you can" type of fella, so he wouldn't employ delivery boys. No, no, no... he used me and my big brother Roy. I was eight back then, just eight years old. And, like I said, winters are harsh, and Old Elias, he didn't believe in new shoes until the old ones were worn through. And honestly, Mrs. Travers, the snowdrifts, sometimes they were up over my head and we'd push through that snow like it was molasses. The cold and wet seeping through our clothes and our shoes. Skin peeling from our faces. Sometimes I'd find myself sunk down in the snow, just waking up because I must have passed out or something, I don't know. And then it was time for school and I was too cold and wet to figure out equations and things. And then it was back out in the snow again to get home just before dark. Mother would feed us dinner and then it was time to go right back out and do it again for the evening edition. "You'd best be quick there, Walt. You'd better get those newspapers up on that porch and under that storm door. Poppa's gonna lose his temper again and show you the buckle end of his belt, boy."

    [Travers looks noticeably unsettled by his story]

    Walt Disney: I don't tell you this to make you sad, Mrs. Travers. I don't. I love my life, I think it's a miracle. And I loved my dad. He was a wonderful man. But rare is the day when I don't think about that eight-year-old boy delivering newspapers in the snow and old Elias Disney with that strap in his fist. And I am just so tired, Mrs. Travers. I'm tired of remembering it *that* way. Aren't you tired, too, Mrs. Travers? Now we all have our sad tales, buy don't you want to finish the story? Let it all go and have a life that isn't dictated by the past? It's not the children she comes to save. It's their father. It's *your* father... Travers Goff.

    P.L. Travers: I don't know what you think you know about me, Walter...

    Walt Disney: You must have loved and admired him a lot to take his name. It's him this is all about, isn't it? All of it, everything. Forgiveness, Mrs. Travers, it's what I learned from your books.

    P.L. Travers: I don't have to forgive my father. He was a wonderful man.

    Walt Disney: No... you need to forgive Helen Goff. Life is a harsh sentence to lay down for yourself.