

Directed and co-written by Nora Ephron, a woman to whom we all just sadly said goodbye, Sleepless in Seattle preceded Titanic as the mother of three-hanky, girls-night flicks, and its finale involves a teddy bear as crucial as Rose Dewitt Bukater’s precious diamond. Jonah’s Teddy Bear in Sleepless in Seattle (1993). The act is enough to make Sarah wish for the baby’s abduction, which winds up seeming a bit extreme considering all that goes down after. Collectively, the strongest symbol of her enduring immaturity is her vast collection of toys, none of which means more than Lancelot, the blonde bear that Toby unwittingly stole. From the forced role of surrogate mom to poor, kidnapped Toby, to the undeniable allure of David Bowie’s spandex-wrapped bulge, Jim Henson’s Labyrinth is as much about young Sarah’s (Jennifer Connelly) march to womanhood as it is about her trek to the castle of Bowie’s androgynous Goblin King. Sporting a squeeze-your-cares-away smile but nevertheless two-faced, Lots-O’ puts a whale of damper on Buzz and company’s plans in this love-showered threequel, standing as a sad symbol of toy outgrowth gone awry. Lots-O’-Huggin Bear, voiced with a growly twang by Ned Beatty, is one formidable, issue-laden villain, whose trauma of being jilted by a past owner feeds a hunger to make life miserable for good toys everywhere. Don’t be deceived by that welcoming gaze or pink, untainted appearance. Lots-O’-Huggin’ Bear in Toy Story 3 (2010). Next time you snuggle up with your childhood friend, remember these teddy bear stars, who strive to prove there’s more to them than mere fluff. Either way, they’ve leapt from the uncertainty of the toy-store shelf to the immortality of film, assuming the roles of confidant, booby trap, and even surveillance vessel. Some of these characters (don’t call them props!) make only brief appearances, while others prove central to the story being told. Longtime pal and enabler of Mark Wahlberg’s man-boy, Ted may be the screen’s most naughty plush companion, but he owes a certain debt to his cuddly, uh, forebears. To read it now is to feel the same innocent joy, anticipation and warmth which characterized those happy times long ago.Seth MacFarlene releases his first feature on the world this weekend in the form of Ted, a transgressive raunchfest in which the writer/director voices the fuzzy, f-bomb-dropping title character. It was like traveling to another place and time, wrapped up in my mother's embrace, book in front of us, often cuddled together in a sturdy rocker which traveled with us from one posting to the next. We lived overseas in Germany in those years, and on rainy days, of which there were many, we used to pass the time by reading this and other poems by AA Milne. I used to say "extercise" (a word of my own invention ) rather than "exercise", until I grew out if it, which I think endeared my rendition of the poem to my mother. I remember reading it with my mother when I was five or so, and following the excellent illustrations by E.H.Shepard, in the original books, of Teddy falling out of the nursery window, encountering the "king" on the sidewalk outside, and being politely returned to the house by the same mystery gentleman. This poem is the essence of childhood to me. Nicknamed 'The Handsome!' " There he sat,
