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Poetry interpretation can be a really funky thing even at the best of times, but since having just watched the classic (Yes, I feel it really is,) 2001 film AI, with it’s reference to Yeats� The Stolen Child, I am totally and completely biased to love it, or indeed, either.

Why?

Because the world is more full of weeping than you know.

It’s pastoral, seemingly very happy and peaceful despite this particular line, but in all, it’s also about being spirited away by the little folk, never to be seen in the mortal world again.

And why is that happy? Never to see brown mice hopping or the blooms again?

Because it’s our imagination we’re running to. The one thing that saves us from a life of misery. Because it is, even though it is not real, the only thing to truly save us, in the end.


I think of the end of AI. How David’s complete and utter obsession let him die in happiness and hope despite everything that had been done to him.

Truly. There was never a better reference to a poem in a movie.