Today, as explained in the introductory paragraph of this review - we showed Rosie Stand By Me for the first time. My reservations were well documented but it turned out to be a fantastic experience.
Sometimes I wish I could view great works of art (in any medium, and film can be art) for the first time through the eyes of innocence and I got to do that today. Rosie was living every moment of the film. When the boys were running across the tracks her little body was tense, peering from behind a towel, lacking the cynicsm of adulthood, where we know they’re all gonna be ok. She was terrified when Ave pulled the flick knife on Gordie at the end. She was captivated by the roe deer that appears early in the morning, puzzled by the coyote’s howl, and loved dancing to the soundtrack.
She was asking pertinant questions all the way through to try and pick up various references. Luckily she didn’t ask about “suck my fat one, you cheap dime store hood!”
In short it was wonderful to watch. Her wide eyed look as she was literally drawn into this world which was existing for her way beyond the TV screen was superb.
I loved it.