Sull'andare al cinema da bambini

A.O. Scott sul senso di tanta favolistica infantile tradizionale e non adesso che al cinema si vedono film come Fantastic Mr. Fox, Nel paese delle creature selvagge e Coraline

[...] Will “Fantastic Mr. Fox” be too scary for youngsters? Too confusing? Maybe, for some. But so was “Coraline,” Henry Selick’s pitch-perfect adaptation of Neil Gaiman’s kiddie-gothic novel. So was “Edward Scissorhands,” Tim Burton’s indelibly dark portrait of the artist as a young goth. (A retrospective of Mr. Burton’s work will open at the Museum of Modern Art in New York on Nov. 22; his new film, “Alice in Wonderland,” will be released next year.) So is “The Wizard of Oz” and half the books in the children’s section of the library. And so, of course, is “Wild Things.”
The impulse to protect children from these kinds of stories is understandable. Like adults, they experience plenty of hard feelings in their daily lives — at home, on the playground, in the classroom, in their dreams — and they may want, as we do, to use movies and books as a form of escape. Bright colors, easy lessons and thrilling rides that end safely and predictably on terra firma have their place. But so, surely, do representations of the grimmer, thornier thickets of experience. That’s what art is, and surely our children deserve some of that too. Which includes movies that elicit displeasure and argument along with rapture [...]

(via New York Times)