GOODBYE, CHRISTOPHER ROBIN is a beautiful, powerful, emotionally stirring movie. This movie is about the evil and senseless trauma of war, also about unintentional emotional child abuse which most of us suffer; one way or another.
On the surface, it’s the story of Christopher Robin Milne, his father AA Milne, and the creation of Winnie The Pooh… then the personal agonies that they faced as it spread to become a success across the entire world.
Not having ever read or heard the stories but aware of them from cultural legend, I was only aware that AA Milne named the boy in the books after his son and the boy’s toys, I knew nothing else about their story. That “not knowing” made the movie so much more powerful and that was also the audience that the script was crafted to impact the most.
This movie made me realise, after 55 years, that I never had bedtime stories read to me as a child. I now feel deprived! I also realised I never read them myself either. However, that never stopped me from eventually becoming the avid reader and writer that I now am. It was destined to happen, regardless of the choices of those around me, particularly during my own rough childhood.
There is even a scene that has a view I would describe as perfection… I could look at that view forever and be at peace.