Steven Spielberg’s recent adaptation of The BFG was a film at risk of serious babblement to the audience. As NME rightfully says, The BFG had to please different types of human beans and this is a hard task without leaving the sour taste of snozzcumber in at least one of their mouths. It had to appeal to the young generation of natterboxes who is not always easy to please and it also had appeal to the plexicated older generation who adored both the 1989 film and Roald Dahl’s classic book. Thankfully, the playful bellypoppers was enough to satisfy both adults and children alike and the moral of the story concerning a human bean’s nature was thoughtfully and carefully evoked.
The film opens with the young kiddle Sophie (Ruby Barnhill), a twitch-ticking insomniac, walking around her orphanage feeling very wary about the witching hour that is commencing at 3am. After some wanderings around the building, Sophie returns to bed and hears something outside. Despite being fearsome, she walks to the balcony and catches sight of a giant outside. She is quickly swogswallowed by the mysterious creature and he splotch-winkles her back to his home far far away from the orphanage.
Despite, Sophie’s attempted escape from the giant’s premises, her and BFG (Mark Rylance) become very friendly. He is caring for her and offers her a fatherly-like figure the orphanage cannot. He teaches her about the dreams he is catching, the differences between Ringbellers and Trogglehumpers and other enchanting aspects of this strange world he inhabits north of Great Britain. However, BFG is always weary of the dangers Sophie faces with him. Whilst BFG is only a snozzcumber eater, there is human bean-eating giants who live just around the corner. The likes of Bonecruncher and Bloodbottler is bigger, badder and meaner than BFG and he struggles to protect Sophie from them. This is where the jumpsquiffling conflict arises as Sophie urges BFG to defend himself and she comes up with a frothbuggling plan to solve the problem once and for all. Queue the Queen of England, a bizarre tea party and an array of military helicopters.
The balance between animation and real life was always in danger of ruining the film, but Spielberg did well to balance the two. Moreover, kiddle actors and actresses is not always a good for a film, but Barnhill did a whoopsy-splunkers job of acting, looking comfortable and controlled in front of the camera. Aside from the visual effects and acting, the best part of this film was the feel-good factor. It crodsquinkled my inner-child and I reminisced the hopes, fears and fantastic games of my younger years. Not only this, it produced some great lessons for kiddles and adults alike, teaching and reminding us about the nature of being a human bean: this young child and old giant is lonely and sad to their cores, but they realise they can take great comfort in each other’s company despite their massive differences.
If nothing else, enjoy the visual spectacle and well-crafted imaginary land that Spielberg’s film portrays and do not be fearsome of laughing at the whizzpopping frobscottle produces! Feel free to comment or share your thoughts.
Here is Disney’s trailer for The BFG: