The boy smushed, pulled and tugged at Robin Williams’ face, searching with great earnest. Shoving folds of middle-aged flesh back at the man’s temples, the boy caught a glimpse of what he was looking for in the unrecognizable visage. “Oh, there you are, Peter!” Watching Steven Spielberg’s surprisingly enduring 1991 film “Hook” (with Williams as Peter Pan) the other night, the words of that little Lost Boy put a lump in my throat. Surely we are to put away certain... Read more