This film is wonderful. I'll expand on it all, but that's the very first thing that needed to be said. The Navigator chronicles the journey of David (Joey Cramer), a 12 year old boy who falls down a ravine in 1978. He then wakes up to discover it's 1986, his parents no longer live where they did, his little brother is now his big brother, and he was listed as dead many years ago after he "disappeared". He has no knowledge or memory of where he's been, and when NASA get a hold of him and subject him to testing, his subconscious mind tells them he's been on a planet called Phaelon, which is hundreds of light years away... Meanwhile, NASA have discovered a spaceship which has crashed into a pylon.
When David finds out the bods at NASA aren't planning to let him go, the spaceship - Max - calls him telepathically, and they escape before going on a wonderful voyage. Luckily for us, they take us along for the ride. What follows is a funny, heart-warming story, filled with vintage 80s loveliness and a small dose of the Beach Boys thrown in for good measure. What's odd is even watching it now the effects are great. I expected them to look dreadful, not how I remembered them from my childhood, but they've aged incredibly well, and they've stood the test of time admirably. It's a fine and noble thing.
David gradually makes his way home, only to discover he's returned to his family in 1986, not in 1978, and he has a difficult decision to make. I don't want to give away the ending, but I will tell you, this film will make you ache for a time when the world was simpler, and kinder. There's no cynicism about this film, whatsoever. It's just innocent, genuine, lovely fun, and I wish they still made films like that.