Most people have a book that they absolutely loved growing up. While other girls were reading Little Women or the Babysitters Club I was re-reading Huckleberry Finn. I read it so many times it got creased and dogeared. I don’t remember much of the plot now and certainly wouldn’t have been aware of the deeper themes at the time. But I do remember losing myself in those hot lazy adventures, wishing I was rolling down river instead of in my bedroom in Yorkshire.

When I heard that “The Peanut Butter Falcon” was being billed as a Huck Finn style adventure I just had to see it. Continue reading Review: The Peanut Butter Falcon