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And it's not like an adaptation made today would fill that void either, since with how much modern filmmaking technology and CGI have progressed since the 1990s, and how much films in general have changed in feel since then, it just wouldn't hit the same. It wouldn't have the same... whimsy that films of that era had...

I miss old 90s kids movies... The Borrowers, Slappy and the Stinkers, those sorts of movies... They were cheesy and corny, yes, but I miss the whimsy and charm they had. Especially The Borrowers, it had everything I love about those sorts of movies. The surprisingly impressive visual effects that still mostly hold up today, the whimsical and charming premise, the cliche but still fun and wonderous story of a kid teaming up with a strange and spectacular creature, in this case a tiny person, to defeat a villain more powerful than them, the real-life setting where everything is mostly grounded, aside from this one incredible situation... It fills me with this... heartbroken, longing nostalgia. Usually nostalgia just makes me enjoy a piece of media I have fond memories of even more, but here... I just miss the whimsy of these sorts of movies... Even though I was born long after they vanished...

I keep saying that word, whimsy... I don't know how else to describe it, but... I think that's how young me felt watching those movies. And how I still do now...

(Keep in mind that this book is from the 1950's, so a lot of these things aren't kept in homes anymore)

sewing needles

pencils

match boxes as drawers

cigar boxes as bedrooms, with the embellishments as wallpaper

matches, as firewood

sealing wax, used as glue

hair pins

drawing pins

safety pins

thimbles, used as pots

hat pins

miniature book volumes, some with readable text in them and others are blank

scraps of letters for wallpaper

stamps as decorative portraits

blotting paper, as carpet, that needs to be replaced every so often

chess pieces as sculptures

mustard pot to hold fuel

cogwheel as a fireplace, and an inverted brass funnel like a chimney

(see this image, the fireplace on the right. it also shows most of the items on this list)

they scrape off bits of bar soap to use for themselves, even having different scent preferences

kids gloves used to make shoes

blackheaded pins and darning needles used as knitting needles, with silk and cotton to act as yarn

turren as a bath

lacquer trinket box as a settle

manicure scissors as scissors

Cheese graters, cash box lid, pierced zinc old meat safe, wire fly swatter > all used as protective gates in the walls

hair pins and safety pins used as clasps and locks on those grates.

doll chinaware as tea cups, but often big enough to be a mixing bowl instead of a teacup

(On that note, their soup bowl is once described as being knee-high when placed beside them)

I can't find what this one is, but a borrower was after a "liver pull" on a mantle shelf

jet beads as buttons

bristles from a doormat used to make brushes

cotton spools as stools

a sliced hazelnut shell as a cup

keychains as decor

rings as crowns

perfume bottle caps as oil lamps

doll furniture

aspirin bottle lid, as a pot

acorn and bone thimble as cheaper teacups

surgical bandages as towels

nametape on the pin heads to aid climbing

a wristwatch to use as a timer

I was already really grateful to whoever in the Seattle Passport Office worked late to get these things processed on the last Friday before That Man gets back into office... and then I got a notification that my passport shipped at fucking midnight Pacific and whoever got that shit out the door so it couldn't be picked up on Monday and like, denied and shredded?