But he might as well have been referring to the narrative itself, imbued with a humanist streak that links it with “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” and, especially, “E.T.,” and stresses exactly why Spielberg’s family movies remain every bit as essential as the films that earned him a new measure of artistic credibility.
Just some examples have been the boy in "Close Encounters of the Third Kind," the siblings in "Jurassic Park," young Christian Bale in "Empire of the Sun," the animated boy in "The Adventures of Tintin," the kids in "War of the Worlds" and, of course, young Drew Barrymore in "E.T."
Gone are the days of "Close Encounters of the Third Kind," when Spielberg dared to render the kidnapping of a child in the dead of the night by otherworldly beings into the terrifying phenomenon one would expect.
Spielberg has long been renowned for his ability to work with child actors (something that the great French director François Truffaut recognized on the set of Close Encounters of the Third Kind, which led him to encourage Spielberg to make a film about children), and we can see it again in his work with Ruby Barnhill.
When his movies are really soaring, as in “E.T.” and “Close Encounters of the Third Kind,” that’s exactly what he is.
The Spielberg who made Jaws and Close Encounters of the Third Kind—and for that matter, E.T.—could still surprise and unnerve an audience, because he was still on the verge of realizing his destiny as a film-critical adjective.