The new cast are impressive, to the point where – with no disrespect intended to the company old or new – I accepted them as the characters in seconds. Two solid days of driving, where phones are banned, family time is on the agenda, and a 90th birthday party lies at the other end of the road. In this case, we learn that young Greg and his family – brothers Rodrick and baby Manny, mother Susan and father Frank – are going on a road trip. I was expecting something akin to a reboot, but the skillful, unfussy way that the films have always aligned Jeff Kinney’s artwork to the humans on screen means that the new faces are dealt with in seconds. But young performers grow old and so, five years after Diary Of A Wimpy Kid 3, The Long Haul arrives with the same director (David Bowery), author Jeff Kinney still heavily involved, but a totally new cast. I’ve enjoyed the first three, and particular applaud the quite brilliantly cast company of young performers. Last weekend, then, rather than attend a press show, I took my children of varying ages (which tends to be how children work) to the new Wimpy Kid film, The Long Haul. I’ve got plenty of time afterwards to assess just how wrong I am in the eyes of the world. Where possible, I try and write a review of a film without having seen anyone else’s opinions of it first.
0 kommentar(er)
