Horas Roubadas

Amazing, wonderful performances in this gentle little tale about death. Mr. Brink (Sir Cedric Hardwicke, in a true actor's turn, striking not one false chord) is Death personified. He's a decidedly un-grim Grim Reaper: smart and sophisticated, he has somehow gotten himself trapped in a tree by a little boy and his grandpa. The youngster (Bobs Watson, who goes through so many emotions so vividly, it's as if you're watching moments from your own childhood passing by) and his loving, loyal Gramps (Lionel Barrymore, outstanding) have a natural rapport which is funny, heart-rending and somehow recognizable; Henry Travers is once again perfect as a concerned townsperson and Eily Malyon is a hissable villain. Adapted from a book by Lawrence Edward Watkins, which then became a play by Paul Osborn, it's a lovely, nimble picture, providing the chance to laugh and cry--and celebrate life. ***1/2 from ****