Every parent
knows the feeling of burnout on a kid’s movie.
There is always that movie that enchants your child to the point where
you will have violent tendencies towards the characters or thoughts of
mysteriously losing the movie on the top shelf of a bookcase in the house. My kids have got hooked on films I can’t
stand like Shark Tale, Happy Feet, Gnomeo & Juliet, or one of those
God-awful Barbie movies. Then there are
some I enjoy letting them watch on their own, like Tangled, The Nightmare
Before Christmas, and any Pixar movie (Except Cars 2). Finally there are the movies, that I have to
sit and watch with them, because you should have that sit-down time with your
kids, but secretly I love watching them over and over too.
The movie
fueled my son’s love for baseball, even though there is not much baseball through
the last quarter of the film. Other than
the boys trying to get back an actual baseball that’s been hit over a fence. However the magic of that film is it does
make you want to go outside and throw the ball around while still telling a fun
story about a group of friends and their fantastic summer. There is a couple of “S”-bombs in the movie,
but it never stops me from watching my son watch it all the way though, all the
time.
On paper,
this is an awesome premise. What if
Lassie didn’t know he was on a show and that he didn’t really save the day all
the time, and what if he had to survive in a the real world? On film it’s presented even better as Bolt
and his two new friends have to travel across the country to get him back to his
person Penny. With a cute opening that
transitions into an action-packed super charged intro to the title character,
this movie is about discovery and finding your place in the world, especially
after you find out your world is not what you thought. This at a time when Disney had nothing worth
watching that didn’t have Pixar attached to it.
Bolt is a great little film worth re-watching.
At first I
didn’t even think of showing my kids this movie until they were at least six or
seven, however the daycare that watches them had other plans. One day my daughter grabbed it from the shelf
and insisted “I like this movie!” I said
no, and the next week I pick them up from daycare and guess what they’re
watching? So I let them watch even with
the scary images and pretty sad and somewhat horrifying backstory of Mr. Nebbercracker. Both my kids get entranced when watching it, as
does anyone who watches a Spielberg/Zemeckis collaboration. As do I.
Of the
twelve Pixar movies, this one still remains my favorite and after almost burning
out on it myself before the kids were even born, I re-discovered its greatness
through my kids eyes. The family values,
the amazing adventure set pieces, the humor, and the look on my kids face when
Dash runs across that water (I’d say spoiler*, but this movie is almost ten
years old, you need to see it). I never
get tired of it, and now that my son is really into superheroes, The Sandlot may
have to take a backseat to Mr. Incredible and his super family.
This film,
is not just one of the best cartoons, it is one of the best films of the last
ten years. The story of a failed
inventor whose greatest invention may also be his worst, as fame and long
awaited acceptance make its way into his life.
This film is very funny and nostalgic without trying to be nostalgic. It has memorable lines, and a snowball fight
scene that had me laughing for days. It
is the film when my kids as to see it and it’s late I look to my wife as one of
them and ask to stay up late to see it from beginning to end.
Now I learned
a few tricks to the repeated viewings of my kid’s movies, like stashing them on
that high shelf to starting them in the middle as to not keep them on the couch
too long. But as a lover of film I can’t
deny the joy I get it watching my kids discover and wonder at the first time
the Rocketeer flys, when Jack Skellington finds the land of Christmas, or hearing
the Iron Giant’s final line of his film.
I do see it as quality time with my kids, there is something about those
images connected to time spent beside a parent.
I’ve been on one side of that connection, and now that I’m on the other,
there is no other place that I rather be.
--Robert L.
Castillo
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