The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore." 2011, Animation of a children's book written by William Joyce.
Having discovered the story via a chance encounter in a Edinburgh Charity Shop in late October November 2020, which I purchased for my then 4 years old grandson. It introduced the world of Morris Lessmore and his love of books and of words and of storytelling. It captivated me and also Leonard's my grandson's imagination. The book would be read principally by me whilst it was bath time for Leonard, he in turn asking for it to be read and slowly but surely he began reading along with it. Of course he would often say "not Morris Lessmore" when I would ask what he wanted to read. Knowing that his smile was telling me that he knows that that book is OUR book, for OUR time and we didn't always need to read it.
What of the animation, on searching for it on YouTube we found it and again it it lovingly recreates Lessmore's world and his love of books. The animation does and can stand alone away from the book, it uses the same lovingly drawn illustrations throughout and is a delight. For me it will always be a loving time capsule of Friday night bath time for Leonard on his sleep overs.
On a personal I identify with Morris Lessmore, for him it is books, but for me it is CDs and the slowly disappearing world of the record shop or in my case the compact disc shop. I can recall each and every CD I've bought & recall the shops and holidays I've spent searching for some obscure title, each disc in turn transporting me to some far away place in time or distance within the music held within.
A near perfect children's story and if it introduces one child to reading it is worth a 10/10 rating. For a casual viewer I'd give it a 8/10 for sheer enjoyment.
Having discovered the story via a chance encounter in a Edinburgh Charity Shop in late October November 2020, which I purchased for my then 4 years old grandson. It introduced the world of Morris Lessmore and his love of books and of words and of storytelling. It captivated me and also Leonard's my grandson's imagination. The book would be read principally by me whilst it was bath time for Leonard, he in turn asking for it to be read and slowly but surely he began reading along with it. Of course he would often say "not Morris Lessmore" when I would ask what he wanted to read. Knowing that his smile was telling me that he knows that that book is OUR book, for OUR time and we didn't always need to read it.
What of the animation, on searching for it on YouTube we found it and again it it lovingly recreates Lessmore's world and his love of books. The animation does and can stand alone away from the book, it uses the same lovingly drawn illustrations throughout and is a delight. For me it will always be a loving time capsule of Friday night bath time for Leonard on his sleep overs.
On a personal I identify with Morris Lessmore, for him it is books, but for me it is CDs and the slowly disappearing world of the record shop or in my case the compact disc shop. I can recall each and every CD I've bought & recall the shops and holidays I've spent searching for some obscure title, each disc in turn transporting me to some far away place in time or distance within the music held within.
A near perfect children's story and if it introduces one child to reading it is worth a 10/10 rating. For a casual viewer I'd give it a 8/10 for sheer enjoyment.