Of the Winnie the Pooh films produced by Disney’s television studios in the late 90s and early 2000s, this one is, I suppose, not the absolute worst. It actually takes its stories from the original books, and is slightly less extreme in its sugar quotient than Pooh’s Heffalump Movie or most of the franchise’s direct-to-video fare. However, it suffers from the perennial problem of the cash-cow era Winnie-the-Pooh films…if you’re not part of its five-and-under target audience, it is simply a tedious viewing experience. After all, taking your plots from chapters of the original books doesn’t do you a lot of good if you don’t retain the wry humor and wit with which those stories were originally told. And the inclusion of songs by Carly Simon doesn’t exactly help the film’s case. Don’t get me wrong, I love Carly Simon, but her style of soft folk-rock is completely out of place in a film that is, after all, based on an Edwardian-era children’s book. Especially damaging is a self-indulgent music video for Simon intercut with animated footage over the closing credits. This film may not rank with the worst of Disney’s cash-cow fare, but it is not a good film, and if you’re old enough to be reading this in the first place, I can’t think of a single reason to see it.