February 11, 2021
Peter Pan (1953) *** 1/2
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“Oh dear, dear, dear, Captain Hook. Shooting a man in the middle of his cadenza? That ain’t good form, you know.”
Did not realize I was having an inadvertent Tom Conway festival with Peter Pan right after The Falcon’s Brother, as he is the Narrator of Peter Pan! I clocked his name in the opening credits, and immediately paused it so that I could look him up, so I don’t know if I would have recognized his voice. There is a chance, as it definitely sounds the same as in The Falcon’s Brother, but these movies seem worlds apart, so I might not have.
My history with Peter Pan is stronger than with a lot of other Disney films, if only because my first two crushes that I remember were on Peter Pan and Speed Racer, and I did mention Shere Khan yesterday, but that was vocal only, Peter Pan and Speed Racer were cute boys, even if animated.
I have been watching Bobby Driscoll as a little kid so much lately, it’s funny to hear him as Peter, after his voice broke, and there is Katherine Beaumont as Wendy, after hearing her play Alice last week (and she has that same Alice line in this: “Wait, PLEASE!”), but I had utterly forgotten about Hans Conreid!
Hans had been a friend of my mother’s, as they had worked in radio together, so I often saw him when I was a child. Mom said at first he scared her to death, because he was so sarcastic, but then they grew to be good pals. He was definitely one of my favourites of my parents’ friends, as he was the kind of adult who never talked down to children. I love him as Hook and Mr. Darling.
This is a classic for a reason, it is utterly splendid all the way through, until you get to the Indian part, which brings everything to a screeching halt. I mean, it’s not that terrible, and you can kind of move past it, until you get to the song, “What Makes the Red Man Red,” and then, yeesh. It’s a lot.
I mean, you look at it this way: this is a story about the imagination of children at play, and they imagine pirates and mermaids and Indians, and these are British children, so the Indians are exactly as far away and imaginary as the mermaids are, except that they are really real people who can look at this and say, “Really? This is not only how we are portrayed here, but everywhere?” Mermaids and 19th century pirates aren’t going to have opinions on how they are portrayed. Actual real Native Americans have a reason to side-eye the hell out of this.
But I still love the rest of the film. And Hans is great, and I miss him.