Watching Steven Spielberg’s The BFG as an adult is the cinematic equivalent of reading a cute, but somewhat unremarkable bedtime story to your child (or niece or nephew or whatever). It’s an agreeable enough experience, and you appreciate the basic, but necessary lessons the child is supposed to learn through the story. You might even […]

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