A BEAUTIFUL DAY IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD – Review by MaryAnn Johanson
I started sobbing from the opening moments of A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood, and I didn’t stop crying for two hours. And then after I left the cinema and ran into a fellow film critic who had also just seen it, I literally could not manage a word of discussion without bursting into tears again.
This film wrecked me. Utterly wrecked me. In the best possible way. I saw myself in it. It was speaking to me in that same way that Mister Rogers always magically seemed to be doing from out of the TV when I was little kid. And I really needed its message. The whole world does right now.
I did not imagine this movie would effect me like it did. Even last year’s wonderful Fred Rogers documentary, Won’t You Be My Neighbor (which I will review asap) did not hit me like this. Continue reading…