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Disney's The KidSome klutzy and lonely kids grow up to be publicists; others become critics. But that's another movie. In the klutzily titled, secretly intelligent Disney...Disney's The KidPT101MPGSome klutzy and lonely kids grow up to be publicists; others become critics. But that's another movie. In the klutzily titled, secretly intelligent Disney...2000-07-05Walt Disney Productions
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SPAR CHANGE ''The Kid'''s Willis and Breslin roll with the punches


Disney's The Kid

Starring: Bruce Willis; Director: Jon Turteltaub; Author: Audrey Wells; Runtime (in minutes): 101; MPAA Rating: PG; Distributor: Walt Disney Productions

Some klutzy and lonely kids grow up to be publicists; others become critics. But that’s another movie. In the klutzily titled, secretly intelligent Disney’s The Kid, chubby, dorky, vulnerable 8 year old Rusty Duritz (Spencer Breslin) survives various traumas of comfortable American suburban childhood to mature into trim, driven, impermeable 40 year old Russ Duritz (Bruce Willis). Russ is a man so armored in his lucrative career as an image consultant that he has no room for other living things in his big, sterile mansion – not a wife, not a dog, not even his own aging father.

He refuses to get serious about a charming colleague, Amy (Emily Mortimer), when the perfect lady offers all the dewy practicality of Donna Reed and Brit sparkle of Liz Hurley combined. (Poor Mortimer was previously rejected by Hugh Grant in ”Notting Hill.”) His only meaningful human contact is with his forbearing executive assistant, Janet (who, as played with a cleansing spritz of lemon by the divine Lily Tomlin, deserves a movie or TV series of her own). And for a while, only the recurring twitch in Russ’ left eye suggests the stress of lovelessness.

But soon enough, this middle-aged workaholic is visited by a much less dismissable messenger of breakdown: Rusty, his childhood self, still a gawky, easily bullied fat kid dreaming of piloting a plane when he grows up. For Russ, the fully manifest Rusty is a living nightmare, a reminder of the pathetic little loser he thought he had out-jogged, and a new twist on a Dickens classic, in which the Ghost of Christmas Past is the worst apparition of all.

To the boy, meanwhile, loserdom will be his Christmas Future, if he’s really going to turn into such a stuffy disappointment. Together, in a newsworthy advance on psychoanalysis, Rusty/Russ break old patterns and fly free as boy and man.

The possessive ”Disney’s” has been appended to ”The Kid,” one assumes, to advertise that children, too, will have fun at this optimistic fable. And by all means they will, especially because young Breslin, making his feature debut, is such a natural, funny, unmannered boy. (He may grow up to be that bedeviled ham Mason Reese, but for now he’s got the exasperated dignity – and squooshed rosebud features – of Joan Cusack.) Yet ”The Kid” is foremost a parable for adults – particularly men, particularly men who keep Slinkys and Koosh balls on their office desks and wear their baseball caps backward. (Oh, wait, those are Disney executives.)

And through it all, Bruce Willis deserves full props. I can think of few huge Hollywood stars so carefree and unself-conscious about trying different genres, win or lose. As it turns out, this father of three has a valuable talent for uncloying interaction with child costars. The same unpatronizing respect he showed in ”The Sixth Sense” – gallantly ceding the spotlight to Haley Joel Osment – is likewise palpable in his relaxed work with Breslin. Willis makes Russ a believable schmuck (”smirk! smirk!”) who’s rotten to Rusty, but never at Breslin’s expense. For that matter, Willis is also in synch with Tomlin, as well as with Jean Smart in yet another tasty small role, as a Southern newscaster who receives blunt image advice from her airplane seatmate. That Willis has no chemistry with Mortimer is a problem. But then, her character is more a symbol of nurturing lover/ mother than an actual woman.

”You could have been a great man,” Amy tells Russ, in one of the saddest sentences an adult woman could ever say to any adult who’s not a politician. If ”The Kid” convinces any 40 year olds to rethink their walking-and-talking use of hands-free telephones, that’ll be greatness enough.