The new film, helpfully called Winnie The Pooh, is a great little movie. With a barely feature length running time of 69 minutes it absolutely flies by, while managing to tell it’s (admittedly simple) story in a satisfying fashion.
That running time is actually a nice analogy for the production process on the film, which was completed in a matter of months by the same team that worked on last year’s Princess and the Frog. Given the fast turnaround of the project it could be forgiven for having a few rough edges: a missed story beat, or a bad voice performance, or some less than perfect animation, but it doesn’t.
There are things that don’t quite work: Christopher Robin’s high-pitched English accent jars with the soft American accents of Pooh and his pals, and Zooey Deschanel’s vocals on the soundtrack, particularly her version of the Pooh theme are a little too sweet and cloying, but these are the criticisms of a grumpy twenty-something whose job it is to pick holes in films. No one else would, or should care about such minor issues in a hugely enjoyable film.