Since it was rainy, windy, and about 40 degrees today in New Britain, and since A was out of town (at a conference! in California! chatting up Helen Mirren in a security line at LAX!), the Little Man and I went to see Bee Movie. I thought it was . . . ok. Not as good as a Pixar movie, but what is? And there was a trailer for Kung Fu Panda, which looks like it will be fun. To be honest, I was a little distracted by the incredibly irritating family behind me.
But we went because Himself was excited to see it, and so, afterwards, I asked him how it was:
It was great! It was my most favorite movie ever! [NB: This does not include Clone Wars, any Star Wars episode, the Chronicles of Narnia, or Cars. Those are in some alternate-media pantheon, and can be joined, but not supplanted. There are a lot of rules.] We should buy it when it comes out on DVD so I can watch it all the time for movie night.
What made it so terrific?
The Pollen Jocks. They were *so* cool. Do they exist in this world?
So, there you are. An idiosyncratic review, perhaps, but he knows what he likes.
(For an explanation of why the answer to the Little Man’s question is NO, see Bug Girl.)
As you can imagine, I’m pretty happy that I spent 85 minutes having my hoodie yanked by a demonic family of 7 while A met Helen Mirren. Did I mention that, by chance, we have The Queen here from Netflix? No?