Based on Harper Lee’s award-winning novel, To Kill a Mockingbird mourns the loss of innocence, where a child’s world is torn apart by events they cannot possibly understand. The film begins under the promise of a bright summer day in Maycomb, a “tired old town”, as the narrator tells us. But this tired town soon wakes up, bristling with emotions so powerful they turn neighbor against neighbor.
To Kill a Mockingbird takes us back to a small Alabama community in the 1930’s, a time when segregation was still the rule of the day. Scout (Mary Badham) and her brother, Jem (Philip Alford), are a couple of kids who don't have a care in the world, and spend their days getting into all sorts of mischief. But the fun and games are brought to an abrupt end when their father, Atticus (Gregory Peck), a lawyer, agrees to defend Tom Robinson (Brock Peters), a black man accused of raping a white girl (Collin Wilcox Paxton). Under constant threat from their white neighbors, Atticus tries to convince his children that he’s standing up for what’s right, even if the entire town seems to think otherwise.
I first saw To Kill a Mockingbird back when I was a kid, not much older than Jem or Scout, and I connected with their childlike world almost instantly. In it's early scenes, To Kill a Mockingbird wonderfully recreates the purity of childhood, a purity that's all but lost once Atticus accepts Tom Robinson’s case. It's at this point that Jem and Scout are thrust into the adult world, one of hatred and bigotry that was completely foreign to them. Words like rape, violence and murder become a part of their vocabulary, and the carefree world they relied on was gone in a flash, never to return.
As seen time and again in To Kill a Mockingbird, the virtue of youth is no match for society as a whole, and no matter how hard we fight it, we all have to grow up sometime.