Is there some sort of backlash going on in Hollywood right now? A kind of caring, sharing, anti-yuppie values zeitgeist that is reflected in a succession of cuddly movies being released by some of the industry's top stars?
For while Nicolas Cage discovers the pleasures of domestic bliss over material wealth in the forthcoming "Family Man", Bruce Willis takes a similar spiritual journey to the heart of more important matters in this engaging fantasy. It is a slight tale and easy to ridicule, of that there is no question.
But that does not automatically make the message within it a false one. Willis plays snotty image consultant Russ Duritz, a man whose own hard edged-image could do with a bit of subtle manipulation. But who can tell someone so supremely successful in his professional life, so singularly selfish in his private life, what to do?
The answer comes unexpectedly, as Russ is visited by his equally bemused eight-year-old self Rusty (Breslin), and the two of them are forced to figure out just why they have been thrown together in this way. The answer may not be too surprising, but the earnest and winsomely heartwarming journey that director Turteltaub takes us on is a little unexpected, if only for it's effectiveness.
Willis delivers a performance that is by turns restrained and manic, and Russ' measured coolness when in control of his life is nicely at odds with Rusty's naïaut;ve, optimistic gaucheness. It may not change anyone's life in the way that it changes Russ', but "Disney's The Kid" - a clunky title designed to avoid confusion with Chaplin's 1921 classic - tries to tell its heartwarming story in an entertaining way. It would be a shame if, after all its efforts, we were more Russ than Rusty in our reaction to it.
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