
In preparation for this weekend’s Escapism Film Festival, I’ve been watching a film I didn’t see on its first release – 1982’s ‘The Last Unicorn‘. I remember it being released, but even at 7 years old, I was sure I knew what kind of movies were for girls (having experienced ‘Annie‘ at the Savoy Cinema in Bangor, now a nursing home, only a few months prior) and which were for boys (I only had to wait a little while for the miracle that was ‘BMX Bandits’). So I missed ‘Unicorn’, but I know that a lot of people my age think it was one of the most magical films of their childhood. It doesn’t mean that much to me – but I can see why some people are captivated.
I’m going to try to offer one sentence reviews of each of the films that are screening at the Carolina Theatre this weekend – while ‘The Last Unicorn’ is an acquired taste, there’s plenty of assured classics to see too – ‘Dr Strangelove’, ‘Superman’, and ‘Planet of the Apes’ among them, and hope you might join Jett and I for a couple of days of real nostalgia if you can. The Festival is a labor of love, and needs to sell at least a thousand tickets if it’s going to be able to take place again next year; I’ve already bought ten of them; but if you’re near the Triangle, it would be great to see you there.
For now, ‘The Last Unicorn’ gets its one sentence review:
The most striking thing about this film that features Mia Farrow, Jeff Bridges, and Robert Klein, among many others, is that from the opening moments you are aware of two things: this is not a Disney film; and it has character.






















