Emmett James has been in love with movies his whole life. He grew up in a
nondescript London suburb where, to him, things seemed very ordinary, even
boring. He can remember his first movie at the age of about three, Walt
Disney’s The Jungle Book, which he largely slept through. The beginning and
the end are clear, though, and he liked what he saw. Now, how to stay awake?
The answer? Every child’s best friend…SUGAR, of course!
In this funny and upbeat memoir Mr. James takes us on a “This is your life”
kind of ride by linking his past to the films that shaped his world. The
yearly television viewing of The Wizard of Oz and the terror of the Wicked
Witch inevitably caused him to have a bladder accident. Plus if it looked
remotely gloomy outside he was jumpy, watching the skies for a rogue
tornado. Poor kid, England has gloomy weather fairly regularly.
E.T. The Extra Terrestrial inspired a love for the BMX bike and eventually
led to a short lived life of teen crime, causing his parents to move the
whole family from London to Cambridgeshire, a fate worse than death to the
author. Especially when the new home, built in about 900, turns out to be
haunted. The author’s room is the scene of a hair-raising ghost sighting.
Emmett’s love of films inspire him to be an actor and so, at the first
opportunity, he moves himself to Hollywood looking for his own piece of the
American Dream. He finds it, too.
I happen to be about the same age as the author and as I was reading I was
thrust back in time, back to my own movie experiences. When I had to be
taken out of Walt Disney’s Bambi because I cried and cried when his mother
was shot. When my best friend and tough girl astonished me by crying at E.T.
(I’d never seen her cry before).
This is a story to take you down your own memory lane and remind you of the
wonder and magic of the movies.