I
won’t be going to ‘Peter Rabbit’. Beatrix Potter writes about thrift and
companionship, respect and thankfulness. She is entirely unsentimental. If you
go into the McGregor’s garden you’ll end up in a pie. She’s an advertisement
for looking after others and minding your business. This April, I saw the
trailer at the Apollo Bay Cinema. The seats were more comfortable. Spoilt brats
found violent games the most fun. They inhabited a mansion that puts Hollywood
in the shade. Someone in a suit called McGregor is scared by a piglet. He
should get out more often. Not the DVD, either.
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