There’s violence in it, some blood, some pain, some brief but stabbing suspense.
Its tone is earnest and muted, its rhythms gentle, its setting an English countryside of watercolor hedgerows and meadows colored by flute and oboe. A group of lovable characters are forced into a perilous journey, come up against a terrifying enemy, win an unexpected ally, and join together for a triumph against all odds. In most ways, Watership Down is a children’s movie of the classic shape. This movie has troubled me ever since I first saw it-and I first saw it at twenty-one. When the British Board of Film Classification gave Watership Down (1978) a U for Universal, it opined that, although it “may move children emotionally during the film’s duration, it could not seriously trouble them once the spell of the story was broken.” It’s an opinion that has inspired a fair amount of derision over the years, and I understand why.
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