I'm not a very childhood person. Maybe you all watched Winnie the Pooh when you were little? But I deeply doubt if I have the same experience? It seems that I have only seen it on schoolbags, pencil boxes, sheets, and quilts, and regard it as a decorative pattern, but do not regard it as a bear or a philosopher.
But this movie, who would have thought, I was crying.
This film was released in 2018. I was in high school in New Zealand. I was about to graduate and parted ways with my friends. You are in the United States and I am in Australia.
It seems that it was a celebration of the end of the exam week, or maybe it was just a coincidence, my friend who has always been mature and steady pulled me into the movie theater, and she told me with innocent star eyes, she wanted to watch this for a long time, she is the number one fan of pooh ! Of course I refused. A mature cinema customer would definitely choose horror movies instead of children's movies! But I am also a qualified friend. I sacrificed my life to accompany the gentleman. I bought her Choco Fudge Icecream, which is only sold in Hoyts theaters, and she bought me butter popcorn, which is "absolutely impossible to eat, but the sense of ritual is very important". We sat in the dark, first adults and courteously separated from each other, then little girls leaning head to head together... and then we held each other's hands and listened to the show In the hall, weeping and weeping, tears sticking to each other's hair, eating popcorn hazy in tears, mouth covered with chocolate ice cream pouting an ugly arc to the other mouth.
We don't know why we cry, we don't know why we laugh. But we were crying and laughing, and we didn't have the mature look of international students who were forced to grow up when they were young and left home...
I'm not a fan of pooh, but I came from Tianjin and will go to Melbourne, my friend from Shanghai and will go to Philadelphia, we are probably each other's pooh, we promise not to forget this friend in youth, We promise to fly to see the city where the other person lives. We promise to pass by the other side's hometown when we return to China. We promise to eat crab yellow noodles only in Shanghai in the fall. To the place we know... But the future will definitely come, for that future, we are destined to drift away and have no books, destined to go from a neighbor's flower blooming to a friend to chat with, to become an earth-shattering person in life. A stranger who is hard to talk about in big things. We are both Christophers, destined to leave each other from the beginning.
In 2018, we are 18, as if Christopher was forced out of pooh, as if pooh was forced out of the forest, we are children forced out of childhood, forced into the world of "adults" because of the spell "eighteen".
But with pooh, it seems that all the good things that the colorful clouds are easy to disperse and the glass is broken can be stored somewhere without being disturbed by "maturity".
We can pretend to be mature and do what a bigger child should do, but there must be young people who remember our youthful appearance. As long as we meet, we can turn each other back into children again.
We can work hard, do our best for our studies and careers, but there must be some people who don’t care about all kinds of external things, only care about whether they can lean on you, eat honey, smell the fragrance of mid-spring grass, sleep soundly in the afternoon sun, and spend time doing nothing.
We can be away for a long time, but someone will surely welcome us back home.
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