The tenderness within Pinocchio kept me entranced for the runtime, but the addition of Italian fascism ran far too long for how elementary the critique was (which I imagine is just par for the children’s film course). The richest parts of the film would be the character design/animation and the depth with which it handles being alive; I was surprisingly moved by Pinocchio’s relationship with Death and its evolution.
Just as heart-wrenching and healing as the original film, Matilda the Musical is the chicken soup for the soul the year needed. The emotional beats in such a fantastic film hinge on the sincerity of the cast and these performances are an electric display: Lashana Lynch, especially, flaunts her versatility in her tearjerker/Straight-Man Miss Honey, grounding every scene against Alisha Weir and Emma Thompson.
The film was my first interaction with Tim Minchin’s music; one of my favorite trends in…