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威利（弗朗基·穆尼兹 Frankie Muniz 饰）是家中的独生子，在那个年代，独生子是十分罕见的，威利因此而受到了同龄人的欺负和排挤，性格也变得愈加的孤僻。只有住在隔壁的丁克（卢克·威尔逊 Luke Wilson 饰）能让威利感到快乐和安全，他甚至向丁克请教成为棒球 投手的方法。可是没过多久，这个值得信赖的朋友就离开了威利走上了战场。为了安慰伤心的威利，母亲送给了他一只名叫斯齐普的小狗，斯齐普聪明又听话，在它的帮助下，威利逐渐的敞开了心门，也有了一群朋友。
丁克回来了，却背负上了逃兵的罪名，威利邀请丁克来参加自己的橄榄球比赛，后者失约了。愤怒的威利将火气发泄到了斯齐普的身上，这直接导致了斯齐普的离家出走，而这时的威利才发现原来斯齐普对他来说是这样的重要，他决心要找到它，并且向它道歉。
长篇影评
1 ) 我喜欢狗狗！
我想养像拉布拉多那样的比较聪明的狗狗。。。
看了这个片子，
我就想我曾经养过的小狗嘟嘟了，，，
看了这个片子，
我就想我曾经养过的小狗嘟嘟了，，，
2 ) 剧中的一些独白
Memory is a funny thing.
Recollections slip in and out and around in time leaving plenty of room to weave and backtrack. and drift and glide.
In my life, I've found that memories of the spirit linger and sweeten long after memories of the brain have faded. My fondest memories are of my childhood days back in Yazoo, Mississippi.
I can still see the town now. Ten thousand souls, and nothing doing.Where the old men sat drowsily in straw-bottom chairs watching the big cars with out-of-state plates whip by.
Drivers hardly knowing and certainly not caring what place this was. There was a war going on then.And it touched our lives every day. War, President Roosevelt reminded us required everybody to make sacrifices. And boy, we did.
The cotton grew tall that year, the summer of 1942, but I sure didn't.
Matter of fact, I stayed so small and puny..l was a target for the neighborhood bullies.
Fortunately, I lived next door to Dink Jenkins Yazoo's best athlete
and favorite son.
————————————————
This was a time of large families.Four or five kids, sometimes more.
So needless to say, ours was already unusual what with me being the only child.
My mother was lively and talkative. Certainly didn't fit the housewife mold.
And my daddy....Well, my daddy was stern and verbearing.He was a war veteran and had lost his leg in battle.And from most accounts, it changed him.
Sometimes it seemed that along with that leg he'd also lost a piece of his heart.
————————————————
I met him on the day I turned 9. He was just a trembling ball of fur. Scared and shy as I was.
That night, lying in bed before sleep l felt the beating of his heart against my body.And though I didn't know it then, he was to change my life forever.
My dog, Skip. My best and most steadfast friend.
Skip and I instantly became the best of friends.He didn't mind that I was scrawny and shy or that I liked books a whole lot more than football.
It was unconditional love on both our parts.
————————————————
You could talk to him as well as you could talk to many human beings. And much better than you could talk to some.
He'd sit down, look you straight in the eye and when he understood you, he'd turn his head sideways.
I watched Skip grow from the puppy who came to me from a farm.into a sleek and dexterous,affectionate dog.
Skip became a true member of the family.We played games together, did household chores.Even my father had to admit Skip was an exceptional dog.
————————————————
Because of Skip,I was able to crossthe threshold from childhood to boyhood from being on the outside to finding myself smack-dab in the middle.
He helped open my eyes to the wonders of life.And I got to know the delta like the palm of my hand.Every bend in the road, every slope, every field.It became as familiar to me as grass or sunlight.
But Skip opened my eyes to other things too.
————————————————
Skip grew to know Yazoo too. It was a good place to grow up for dog and boy.
Being friendly, he occasionally wandered around town by himself and anyone of any consequence knew who he was.
One of Skip's favorite spots was my dear old Aunt Maggie's. Her bridge games meant finger sandwiches for the taking. And the strange creature that was her pet was an endless source of one-sided conversation.
————————————————
Like all dogs, Skip was colorblind.
He made friends easily with people of all races and origins. The town was segregated back then, but as we know, dogs are a whole lot smarter than people.
————————————————
The seasons in our region of America seemed to have minds of their own.
The fields in winter looked so barren that it seemed nothing could ever grow there again like the dark sky would last the rest of the year. Then, magically, spring would come and catch us by surprise every time.
And there were so many surprises that year.
Who'd have thought that my daddy would ever let me play football?Who'd have dreamed that Rivers Applewhite the prettiest girl in town, would let me hold her hand?
————————————————
Old Skip had helped me through the struggles of boyhood.
But his job was far from done.
————————————————
I almost lost old Skip that day.
Even as he was sleeping on the operating table he was still teaching me.
That day l became a young man.
Why, in childhood and youth do we wish time to pass so quickly?
We want to grow up so fast.
Yet as adults, we wish just the opposite.
If, as the authorities often declare a dog's life in relation to a human being'scan be calculated by seven human years to his one then Skip was an adult when I was still a boy.
Sometimes it seemed as if he possessed the wisdom of a creature as old as time.
————————————————
In remembering moments such as these. l retain the sad, sweet reflection of being an only child and having a loyal and loving dog.
For the struggles of my life of the dangers, toils and snares of my childhood hymns loyalty and love are the best things of al and surely the most lasting.
The day finally arrived for me to move away from home. I was awarded a scholarship to attend Oxford University in England. A long way from Yazoo, Mississippi and a long way from my family and friends.
The dog of your boyhood teaches you a great deal about friendship and love and death.
I was an only child.
He was an only dog.
————————————————
Old Skip was and feeble with arthritis but he never lost that old devilish look in his eye. He made my room his own.
Came across an old photo of him not long ago. His little face with the long snout sniffing at something in the air. His tail was straight out and pointing eyes were flashing in some momentary excitement.
He always loved to be rubbed on the back of his neck. And when I did it,he'd yawn, and he'd stretch reach out to me with his paws as if he was trying to embrace me.
I received a transatlantic call one day.
"Skip died"Daddy said.
He and my mama wrapped him in my baseball jacket.They buried him out under our elm tree, they said.
That wasn't totally true, for he really lay buried in my heart.
Recollections slip in and out and around in time leaving plenty of room to weave and backtrack. and drift and glide.
In my life, I've found that memories of the spirit linger and sweeten long after memories of the brain have faded. My fondest memories are of my childhood days back in Yazoo, Mississippi.
I can still see the town now. Ten thousand souls, and nothing doing.Where the old men sat drowsily in straw-bottom chairs watching the big cars with out-of-state plates whip by.
Drivers hardly knowing and certainly not caring what place this was. There was a war going on then.And it touched our lives every day. War, President Roosevelt reminded us required everybody to make sacrifices. And boy, we did.
The cotton grew tall that year, the summer of 1942, but I sure didn't.
Matter of fact, I stayed so small and puny..l was a target for the neighborhood bullies.
Fortunately, I lived next door to Dink Jenkins Yazoo's best athlete
and favorite son.
————————————————
This was a time of large families.Four or five kids, sometimes more.
So needless to say, ours was already unusual what with me being the only child.
My mother was lively and talkative. Certainly didn't fit the housewife mold.
And my daddy....Well, my daddy was stern and verbearing.He was a war veteran and had lost his leg in battle.And from most accounts, it changed him.
Sometimes it seemed that along with that leg he'd also lost a piece of his heart.
————————————————
I met him on the day I turned 9. He was just a trembling ball of fur. Scared and shy as I was.
That night, lying in bed before sleep l felt the beating of his heart against my body.And though I didn't know it then, he was to change my life forever.
My dog, Skip. My best and most steadfast friend.
Skip and I instantly became the best of friends.He didn't mind that I was scrawny and shy or that I liked books a whole lot more than football.
It was unconditional love on both our parts.
————————————————
You could talk to him as well as you could talk to many human beings. And much better than you could talk to some.
He'd sit down, look you straight in the eye and when he understood you, he'd turn his head sideways.
I watched Skip grow from the puppy who came to me from a farm.into a sleek and dexterous,affectionate dog.
Skip became a true member of the family.We played games together, did household chores.Even my father had to admit Skip was an exceptional dog.
————————————————
Because of Skip,I was able to crossthe threshold from childhood to boyhood from being on the outside to finding myself smack-dab in the middle.
He helped open my eyes to the wonders of life.And I got to know the delta like the palm of my hand.Every bend in the road, every slope, every field.It became as familiar to me as grass or sunlight.
But Skip opened my eyes to other things too.
————————————————
Skip grew to know Yazoo too. It was a good place to grow up for dog and boy.
Being friendly, he occasionally wandered around town by himself and anyone of any consequence knew who he was.
One of Skip's favorite spots was my dear old Aunt Maggie's. Her bridge games meant finger sandwiches for the taking. And the strange creature that was her pet was an endless source of one-sided conversation.
————————————————
Like all dogs, Skip was colorblind.
He made friends easily with people of all races and origins. The town was segregated back then, but as we know, dogs are a whole lot smarter than people.
————————————————
The seasons in our region of America seemed to have minds of their own.
The fields in winter looked so barren that it seemed nothing could ever grow there again like the dark sky would last the rest of the year. Then, magically, spring would come and catch us by surprise every time.
And there were so many surprises that year.
Who'd have thought that my daddy would ever let me play football?Who'd have dreamed that Rivers Applewhite the prettiest girl in town, would let me hold her hand?
————————————————
Old Skip had helped me through the struggles of boyhood.
But his job was far from done.
————————————————
I almost lost old Skip that day.
Even as he was sleeping on the operating table he was still teaching me.
That day l became a young man.
Why, in childhood and youth do we wish time to pass so quickly?
We want to grow up so fast.
Yet as adults, we wish just the opposite.
If, as the authorities often declare a dog's life in relation to a human being'scan be calculated by seven human years to his one then Skip was an adult when I was still a boy.
Sometimes it seemed as if he possessed the wisdom of a creature as old as time.
————————————————
In remembering moments such as these. l retain the sad, sweet reflection of being an only child and having a loyal and loving dog.
For the struggles of my life of the dangers, toils and snares of my childhood hymns loyalty and love are the best things of al and surely the most lasting.
The day finally arrived for me to move away from home. I was awarded a scholarship to attend Oxford University in England. A long way from Yazoo, Mississippi and a long way from my family and friends.
The dog of your boyhood teaches you a great deal about friendship and love and death.
I was an only child.
He was an only dog.
————————————————
Old Skip was and feeble with arthritis but he never lost that old devilish look in his eye. He made my room his own.
Came across an old photo of him not long ago. His little face with the long snout sniffing at something in the air. His tail was straight out and pointing eyes were flashing in some momentary excitement.
He always loved to be rubbed on the back of his neck. And when I did it,he'd yawn, and he'd stretch reach out to me with his paws as if he was trying to embrace me.
I received a transatlantic call one day.
"Skip died"Daddy said.
He and my mama wrapped him in my baseball jacket.They buried him out under our elm tree, they said.
That wasn't totally true, for he really lay buried in my heart.
3 ) 那个永远的朋友
和年轻的小主人公一样，我也是在大学校园中得知家中的狗死去的消息的，当时还装作并不在意，但过后心中便一直空落落的，像失去了什么重要的东西一般。 幼时是在山脚下的平房中度过的，作为看家之用，家中曾经陆陆续续养过不少的狗，但唯有这只时间最长，我也和它的感情最深。 还记得爸爸刚刚把还是一只小狗崽的它抱来时的样子，眼睛似乎还没有睁开，身体还有些瑟瑟发抖。我正逗着它玩，家里人却说它的某某方面不够好，不准备要。我的反对似乎并不能起到什么效果，我便将它藏在后院的一个大的纸盒箱中，弄了一些柴草和报纸铺在里面，还弄了几件破衣服用以隐蔽。 接下来的日子，我每顿饭都偷偷的藏些东西，饭后带给它吃，就这样一点点的将它喂大。事后猜想，家里人应该是早就会发现它的存在了吧，呵呵，可那还是我童年一段深刻而甜蜜的记忆。 我的小学、初中都是在它的陪伴下度过的，长时间的共同生活，使得它可以听懂我的意思，甚至默契的不需要我发号施令便知道我要做什么。 放学回家时，我用自行车轻轻的碰一下锁着的大铁门，它就会站起来趴在门上，用鼻子拨开里面的插栓，打开门，晃着尾巴迎接我；我在自己的小屋中读书或者休息，它会趁着家长不注意偷偷的跑进来蹭在我的脚边；心情郁闷时，它会静静的陪在我的身旁，一声不吭的看着我；高兴玩闹时，它甚至会和我滚作一团，却从来不曾使我受伤；后来家里有了新的狗时，我甚至还会通过它来向其他狗发布命令，而它也俨然以老大自居。。。。。 到了高中，家里搬到了楼房中居住，它就只能留在老房子里，我也会经常回去看它，每次它都会高兴的不得了，我想，那是长时间的寂寞时见到一起成长起来的老朋友的欢乐心情吧。 只是，大学时代的到来让我不得不常年在外。第一年的寒假，回家后去了老宅，轻轻的用手拍了拍铁门，它在里面闻了闻，拨开了门闩，一如既往，看着扑到怀里的它，我忽然发现，它的尾巴摇摆的不再像以前那样有力了，眼中也似乎写满了沧桑，我一直觉得能从它的眼中读出感情，这一次，我分明读到了衰老。我不知道是因为年龄的老去让它如此，还是老房中的寂寞让他如此。我想，我读懂了它的心意。。。 那年的冬天，我去了好多次，轻轻的抚着它的毛，就像多年前一样。 就在接下来的那个学期，我便得知了它的离去。至今尽管已经过去十年，在想起时还是会在拥有的回忆中带着丝丝的不舍。 记得有人曾说过，狗的一生相当于它的主人的七分之一。我想，我不是它的主人，而是它的朋友，是一起从小玩到大长到大的伙伴。就算我还有七分之六的时间，也不会再有如此的伙伴了。而那份曾经温馨的默契和欢笑，也只能在记忆中重温了。 其实，关于它的故事还有很多，我想，我会一点点将它写出来，作为纪念，作为怀念，永久珍藏。
4 ) My best and most steadfast friend.
同名回忆录改编。原书作者Willie Morris在电影上映前不幸过世，但他对之前的试映非常满意。
本片是教科书式的讲述人与动物友谊的影片。在温馨的定格画面和柔和的背景音乐中，主人公娓娓道来，回忆一只小狗如何给童年时孤单内向的自己赋予了成熟与自信；它在成为最忠实伙伴的同时，也给自己带来了亲情友情甚至懵懂爱情的际遇。狗既是主角，也是线索。它伴随着男孩的成长，也见证着在20世纪40年代美国南方小镇上一幕幕世间的冷暖、战争的创伤、种族的隔离、时代的变迁。本片的最大特色在于温情而不煽情，各种可能的升华也都点到为止；但缺点是情节相对平淡老套、有些线索无疾而终、人物形象偏单薄。所以，这注定是一部佳片，但算不上出色，适合一家老小带着宠物捧着爆米花笑中含泪的打发周末时光。
共有6只㹴犬扮演了片中的Skip，包括在《欢乐一家亲》中成名的明星狗Moose及其儿子Enzo。
小成本（七百万预算）制作的本片全球票房达到三千多万，令华纳兄弟喜不自胜。
本片是教科书式的讲述人与动物友谊的影片。在温馨的定格画面和柔和的背景音乐中，主人公娓娓道来，回忆一只小狗如何给童年时孤单内向的自己赋予了成熟与自信；它在成为最忠实伙伴的同时，也给自己带来了亲情友情甚至懵懂爱情的际遇。狗既是主角，也是线索。它伴随着男孩的成长，也见证着在20世纪40年代美国南方小镇上一幕幕世间的冷暖、战争的创伤、种族的隔离、时代的变迁。本片的最大特色在于温情而不煽情，各种可能的升华也都点到为止；但缺点是情节相对平淡老套、有些线索无疾而终、人物形象偏单薄。所以，这注定是一部佳片，但算不上出色，适合一家老小带着宠物捧着爆米花笑中含泪的打发周末时光。
共有6只㹴犬扮演了片中的Skip，包括在《欢乐一家亲》中成名的明星狗Moose及其儿子Enzo。
小成本（七百万预算）制作的本片全球票房达到三千多万，令华纳兄弟喜不自胜。
5 ) 有些深意
一个男孩，因为有了一只小狗，童年变得丰富、有趣。
但这绝不仅仅是关于人和狗的友谊，还有一些更深的东西。
Like all dogs, Skip was colorblind.
He made friends easily with people of all races and origins.
以及战争对身心带来的摧残。
看到后面，又泪流满面。
想念短短。
但这绝不仅仅是关于人和狗的友谊，还有一些更深的东西。
Like all dogs, Skip was colorblind.
He made friends easily with people of all races and origins.
以及战争对身心带来的摧残。
看到后面，又泪流满面。
想念短短。
6 ) 成长路上的好伙伴
因为对狗这种动物的钟爱，看了不少有关狗的电影，每次都会被感动得流泪。在一个秋天的下午，很偶然的机会看了这部影片。
故事很简单，就是一个胆小善良的小男孩和他的狗狗一起成长的故事。在这个过程中，他战胜了怯懦竖立了信心，并且赢得了温暖的父爱。也许我们在这个现实世界里碰壁气馁、受挫挣扎，忍受世态炎凉、看尽人情冷暖时，只有狗这样忠诚的动物才能不离不弃。
我喜欢看狗狗善良的目光，享受他们在我腿边厮磨打转的温存。有了他们，这世上永远也不会缺少爱。
故事很简单，就是一个胆小善良的小男孩和他的狗狗一起成长的故事。在这个过程中，他战胜了怯懦竖立了信心，并且赢得了温暖的父爱。也许我们在这个现实世界里碰壁气馁、受挫挣扎，忍受世态炎凉、看尽人情冷暖时，只有狗这样忠诚的动物才能不离不弃。
我喜欢看狗狗善良的目光，享受他们在我腿边厮磨打转的温存。有了他们，这世上永远也不会缺少爱。
7 ) 我的小狗斯齐普
狗与人的故事，一直都是比较喜欢。电影根据真实故事改编，传述了小朋友威利与一条名为斯齐普的狗的故事。在主人公的成长中，除了家人，小狗斯齐普一直陪伴着，直到上大学。威利从中学到了友情、勇敢、善良，是因为他把斯齐普当作了朋友。11年前的电影，预料之外的是原声相当丰富，温情，很有人情味。
普通小镇上普通男孩和普通小狗的小故事，但是情感熟悉到惊心动魄。配乐和蒙太奇都满载着温情，避开种族歧视甚至战场硝烟的沉重着重美好，举重若轻地刻画人犬情谊甚至人生本体，完整又轻盈。
普通小镇上普通男孩和普通小狗的小故事，但是情感熟悉到惊心动魄。配乐和蒙太奇都满载着温情，避开种族歧视甚至战场硝烟的沉重着重美好，举重若轻地刻画人犬情谊甚至人生本体，完整又轻盈。
8 ) 有感而发
半夜打开电视看的时候，只剩下后半段。
小男孩趴在手术后昏迷的Skip身边，轻轻说，没有你我该怎么办。
没有你的陪伴，上天入地，我只是我。
这样的午夜，当周围全部寂静的时候，听见有个小男孩这样安静的说。
仿佛我也成为他的一部分。
记忆中这样的场景被勾起来。
可是，我也是在上学时候听到这个消息，没有来得及见宝贝最后一面，它的痛苦，我不曾安慰。
可是，很多东西化在血液里，成为自己无法分割的，一直存在。
最感人的电影是，跟现实有太多契合，
原来，人的很多感情真的是很相通的。
没看完，只选了推荐。
我不知道，对于别人来说，这部电影是什么样子的。
对我，给了我那么多回忆，很足够了。
小男孩趴在手术后昏迷的Skip身边，轻轻说，没有你我该怎么办。
没有你的陪伴，上天入地，我只是我。
这样的午夜，当周围全部寂静的时候，听见有个小男孩这样安静的说。
仿佛我也成为他的一部分。
记忆中这样的场景被勾起来。
可是，我也是在上学时候听到这个消息，没有来得及见宝贝最后一面，它的痛苦，我不曾安慰。
可是，很多东西化在血液里，成为自己无法分割的，一直存在。
最感人的电影是，跟现实有太多契合，
原来，人的很多感情真的是很相通的。
没看完，只选了推荐。
我不知道，对于别人来说，这部电影是什么样子的。
对我，给了我那么多回忆，很足够了。
综合而言，这是我看过最好的狗片。美国狗片典型的无脑与闹腾，《我家也有贝多芬7》影片里的导演便是这样抓人眼球。关于狗，很少见到如此用心之作。其实是讲一个小男孩的成长（真漂亮，演得也不错），狗在这里是他的朋友，完全让人忽略宠物的身份。导演控制的很好，一点也不煸情，虽然还是被催出泪来。
温情的配乐像是一枚催化剂，慢慢升华这段人与动物的感情，大半段的影片都很感人，让观者的内心暖暖的，美中不足的是结尾的仓促处理让影片有点虎头蛇尾
导演对二战对种族歧视都一笔带过，着力描写SKIP，为了给观众展现最美好的一面。这就是这部片子全部要做的事情。即使是最后的分别都很美好。一个完整又不沉重的故事。电影最难控制的就是小孩儿和动物，但这片做的挺好的。
有狗狗相伴的童年
I am the only child， you are the only dog
孩子都希望自己赶快长大.成人们都相反..我突然就想家了...
看这片子的那一年还不知道，我也会有一只全世界最棒的狗陪我一起成长。p.s.男主是长残童星的代表
其实可以翻译成小狗跳跳，那个时候的美国小镇真可爱，回忆，尤其是这种单纯而平淡的回忆，总有一种特别奇异的成分让人想哭一场，真的就像作者所说，伤感又甜蜜
我小的时候好想有一只IQ比较的小动物做宠物，但我妈最多能允许我要的只是一只小鸡或者是小鸭子之类的。他可能是怕如果有一天小家伙死了我会很伤心，但我想如果小的时候真的能有这样的一个小伙伴陪我，我应该会比现在。。反正会多少不一样一点。
其实只是个很普通的故事,但是看到最后,我抱着我们家的狗狗痛哭失声,虽然它才3岁,但是我已经无数次的害怕面对那最后的时刻,心揪着痛,可那小家伙一心想着睡觉不理我,真是不解风情啊,笨狗,你也学学人家SKIP啊....
一看有关动物的电影我的眼泪就哗哗的
如同《忠犬八公》一样，《我的小狗斯齐普》也是煽情到极致，片中的狗的演技也是牛X到极致。看完这种片子，大部分人都会萌发养一只狗的冲动。不过同纯萌宠片不同的是，《我的小狗斯齐普》更像一部纯美式的亲情片，这样的影片最大的作用就是，无论多灰暗的心情在看完电影后都会阳光起来。
对狗狗题材的电影总是格外宽容，剧情弱一点也无伤大雅。前半部分笑得不行，结尾从狗狗目送威利离开家乡开始，终于控制不住飙泪。养狗的人最看不得这类情节，心酸。Moose真是个德艺双馨的表演艺术家，无论卖萌卖惨都收放自如。是个90后，主演过电影，拍过长达十季的电视剧，90年代片酬就已高达每集1万美金。2006年去世，享年16岁，在imdb和豆瓣都有自己的影人页，儿子也是演员，可谓狗生赢家了。
秋天想看暖心的电影 挺受不了长大了离家了狗狗被丢下了还天天去趴主人床的镜头T T 前几天我喂的小虎因为忙换了个人喂 吃了一口就不吃了 我以为她病了吓坏了赶紧去看她 结果她看到我很高兴的扑我身上 然后一口不剩的把肉都吃了 看得我又窝心又心酸
今晚的两个片子都不错啊，本以为这个题目又会是什么轻喜剧，但一听音乐就感觉不对，画面一出来更是马上把我吸引，于是看了下去，温暖的回忆童年的调调，带着点小忧伤，画面、色彩都是我喜欢的，3.5/5
真是抗拒不了动物主题的片子！再加上孩子美好童年的一切琐事，就是温馨和温情！ 斯齐普在手术台上被威利唤醒的那一瞬间泪奔了！
养狗、养人，随便养什么都好，既然决定养了就负起责任来，心情不好就拿养的东西撒气简直是耍流氓。
小男孩演得不够自然啊，而且他的角色设定未免太过老成——不光是青春萌动，还有他的说话和眼神等方面。就故事而言，是温情类型，不过我没有哭，可能是我哭点太高（但《忠犬八公》我真的有感动！）。支线有点多，显得散乱，真正和小狗相处的部分表现得似乎不是很够。
⒈回忆是个有趣的东西，记忆的碎片在脑海中时隐时现、缭绕徘徊，留下充足的空间供你回想与品味，让思绪信马由缰。⒉半夜观影，看到「Show and Tell」课堂上有个小胖女孩展示她的蛇那段时，觉得困就先睡觉，没想到却梦到在家睡觉，床边却缠绕一条蟒蛇，不过后来它就消失不见了；⒊威利的爸妈亲眼看到儿子被那三个男孩欺负时却没有直接上前阻止？什么情况？⒋狗演员慕斯 Moose的儿子恩佐（Enzo）也是一位狗演员，曾与其共同出演《我的小狗斯奇普》；⒌故事的趣味度低于预期，小狗的戏份少于预期，★★★☆
那时候她年轻美好的能掐出水来，怕孩子孤独送了只小狗给他，成就了这个故事。配乐很大气，成功的勾起人的回忆。