When I was a kid, I was a great pretender. No, I don't mean I spent my childhood lying to my parents and fake-crying to get what I wanted. I mean I spent most of it making up stories about everything from princesses to mad scientists and acting them out in backyards, basements, and fort-houses around town. In a way, part of me wishes I still had such a great imagination, that I could still find such enjoyment and satisfaction from simply imagining the life I was living. But after living a few more years in the real world than inside my play kitchen, I also know that no matter how great a story, imagination only goes so far. And, at some point, we need the stories we depend upon to become real.

Looking back on my childhood days of pretend, I would have to say that there were two primary stories that made up my imaginary life. The first: that I was living a life of adventure, excitement, and purpose. The second: that when danger and threat happened to enter that amazing life, I always had someone standing by ready to be my hero, to save me from whatever threatened me, and to prove that I was worth saving. And as I watched Nim's Island the other day, I couldn't help but see those two very same stories at its center, and the necessity for them to become more real at its core.

For Nim (Abigail Breslin), a young girl who has spent her entire life on a secret island, her life is already full of adventure. She is living my Swiss Family Robinson dream. She has animal friends with whom she spends her days. And as one of only two people on her island, she holds a place of pretty prime importance in her world. But as much as adventure is a part of her reality, when trouble comes, the problem she faces is that none of her heroes have yet to prove themselves to be real. All her life, her father has told her what an amazing woman her mother was. How beautiful she was, how talented she was, and how much she loved her daughter. But the problem is, all of that only exists in the almost mythical tale that ends with her mother being swallowed by a whale and never returning.

As the only provider in her life, Nim's father (Gerard Butler) could easily be said to love and care for Nim above and beyond and in a way that does its best to make up for her mother's absence. He is a great father and loves her more than anything. But when he disappears amidst a mix of natural and human forces resembling those that took Nim's mother, Nim suddenly finds herself in a world without a hero to save her. As hours stretch into days, her father begins to slip out of the realm of reality and into the same mythical realm her mother occupies. And so, it is in this desperation, in this need for a hero who is more than a departed legend that she reaches out for help from the only other hero she knows—Alex Rover (also Gerard Butler).

The problem is that Alex Rover isn't real at all. In the same way that Nim's mother only lives in the stories that Nim's father tells her, Alex Rover the adventure hero only exists on the pages of Nim's favorite adventure series. When Nim sends out a plea for help to the man who can get himself out of anything, the person who actually gets it is Alexandra Rover (Jodie Foster), Alex's creator. And let's just say, as much as Alexandra can write adventure, courage, and triumph, when it comes to actually living a life that knows those stories as a part of its reality, her extreme agoraphobia creates quite a distance between her and the character she gave her name.

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