A Brief, Effusive Review of Mary Poppins Returns (2018)
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Ever since it was first announced that Emily Blunt would be playing Mary Poppins in a sequel directed by Rob Marshall, I could not wait for the film to hit theaters. With every tidbit and casting decision that was released, my excitement grew. And then there was the first full trailer . As soon as my beloved Dick Van Dyke appeared, I started sobbing, a reaction that surprised even me. But none of that compared to actually seeing the film. From beginning to end, Mary Poppins Returns had me in the palm of its polka-dot-gloved hand. Every frame, every musical note, every little detail was crafted with such love and respect for the original 1964 classic, which some people believe is a strike against it since it makes the film hesitant to stray away from what made its predecessor so iconic. I get that. But I’m not going to lie and say that I didn’t enjoy every single second. Marc Shaiman and Scott Wittman’s gorgeous score effortlessly captures the story’s joy, heartache, and playf