Friday, April 5, 2013

The Fine Art of Cinema Critique

"Mom says you'll watch a movie with me because you love answering questions so much."

Morning Readers,

We've made it to another Friday. Which is fantastic because I was sure I wouldn't live past Monday. Whatever unholy virus is spreading through the house managed to get Butch for 24 hours, and this morning, Sundance has been taken ill as well.

Although, she did find time to dress herself in cowboy boots, an inside-out dress, and pajama pants with castles on them, so we believe she'll pull through.

But light-up cowboy boots often aren't enough to lighten one's mood (the research on this is lengthy and unable to be printed for lack of time), so Sundance has chosen The Incredibles as this morning's viewing of choice.  And, while I watch it for the umpteenth time, I realize I've never shared the toddler movie critique experience.

The Toddler Movie Critique Experience 

Child: What's he doing?

Me: He's trying to fight the bad guy.

Child: What's she doing?

Me: She's..um...talking.

Child: What's she doing?

Me: To be fair, I didn't elaborate. She's talking about saving her husband.

Child: What's she doing?

Me: I don't know.

Child: What's he doing?

Me: Fighting the bad guy.

Child: What's he doing?

Me:  By trying access the files in the computer, he'll find out his plans and circumvent any potential wrong-doing.

Child: What's he doing?

Me: I don't know.

Upon request, we can review other films entirely in question format. My email address is in the "Contact" section of this mostly-respectable blog.

Until Next Time, Readers!