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burnunitThus begins a lifetime of film loving. We hope.
I have three early film memories- one unclear, one clearer, one very clear. The unclear one- did I really see "Benji" in a theater near a Red Owl grocery store, perhaps in Pierre or Aberdeen, SD? Or do I just remember two different events as happening in the same time and place? The lack of clarity makes me doubt the memory. I think that or "The Cat from Outer Space" was the first film I saw in the theater. I sort of remember the cat, the brightly glowing collar or something, and someone being very agitated--probably the Roddy McDowell character. Of course, my clearest first film memory is that of Obi Wan Kenobi chopping off the arm of the creature in the Mos Eisley cantina. That'll grab your attention, I tell you what. It's one way to spark a child's interest (and desire to own toys).
Wonder what my little one will remember was her first film.
Went to The Incredibles with Eleanor yesterday. Leann had pre-screened the movie last week, so she figured it would be okay age-wise. She was right, of course. The babe sat in her mother's lap for the first 40 minutes or so, then got a little restless- looking like she was going to fall asleep- so Leann put her in her own seat and she sat perfectly still, twirling her hair and watching the movie. Not a peep out of her for two hours. Anyone who knows her knows that even watching a beloved movie at home, Screamin' E is a handful.
We went to the 1130 am at the big sixteener in Coon Rapids (Only because we missed the 11 am. What a country! Movies at 11 am on a Sunday! Hooray for the city. My previous red-state dwelling place probably would have made it illegal if they could) We timed it to arrive late in the preview process, and got there right in time for the Cars preview. It was a good test case, because the first sitting spot we chose was SUPER LOUD and obviously made the babe nervous - she sort of huddled with Leann for a bit - I ran upstairs and sat in the back row, which I deemed much better for the little ears, so we moved. It's a little easier when you're up above those speakers.
We loved the Boundin' short. It was nice to see a goofy musical number and I think it really helped set the mood for Eleanor- something quick and bright to grab her attention and assure her that this could be pretty cool. I think I might have liked this short almost as much as the For the Birds short, though I'm not sure it represents as significant a technological jump as all those feathers did- maybe it's just more subtle. I think the "be yourself, be comfortable" theme meshed very nicely with the feature, though.
So The Incredibles is another outstanding Brad Bird movie. Just lovely. I agree with most sentiments that say who needs a Fantastic Four movie now? And when the battle droid landed in the city, and Buddy/Syndrome reacted in triumph, I immediately blurted out "Watchmen!" So, it's like a two-fer. (Though I still want to see a Watchmen movie, or better, an HBO series a la Angels, but I'm willing to give Paul Greengrass a shot. I just think the themes and some of the handling are very similar. I mean, protesters in the streets with No More Heroes signs? heroes who have lives, who die, who have suspicious wives & lovers.)
I gotta put this one at the top of my year-end list, though my sample is so frightfully low (having only seen four movies this year in the theater and one of them was at Oak Street).
I thought Leann was going to choke when JackJack went into his changeling routine, and it is dang funny. I also think the movie does a great job of putting Really Big Questions in front of the audience and being a larger-than-life container of our various hopes, dreams, and agendas. Really, a person could read Holly Hunter's speech to the kids as a Bush-like meditation on the War on Terra: "these guys won't use restraint just because you're children... everything has changed". On the other hand, it could also be read with an eye toward the sadness and futility of militarism and warmongering- build all the battle droids you want and unleash them, nobody will love you more, and your gadgets (for sale to anyone who wants them) don't replace the soul of heroism. OR it's a nice meditation on the artist in the universe: be extraordinary, because being the same and fitting in totally sucks ass. Lots of crunchy themes in there.
Just a couple little geeky moments: of COURSE a guy who makes ice from the water in the air would move along the ground in a SKATING motion! Brilliant, miles better than the 'shooting-a-giant-icetrail-in-front-of-you'. of COURSE they'd call it 'monologuing' and you'd get CAUGHT UP in it. OH, and while I'm making comparisons, I caught a whiff of Dark Knight Strikes Again in there as well, but just a little.
Anyway, a strong beginning for a girl who has proven she can sit still and soak something up, probably better than I can.
Maybe Pixar should just buy Disney. heh heh heh. I'd rather Eleanor get excited about Luxo jr. than about the magic kingdom logo...
I have three early film memories- one unclear, one clearer, one very clear. The unclear one- did I really see "Benji" in a theater near a Red Owl grocery store, perhaps in Pierre or Aberdeen, SD? Or do I just remember two different events as happening in the same time and place? The lack of clarity makes me doubt the memory. I think that or "The Cat from Outer Space" was the first film I saw in the theater. I sort of remember the cat, the brightly glowing collar or something, and someone being very agitated--probably the Roddy McDowell character. Of course, my clearest first film memory is that of Obi Wan Kenobi chopping off the arm of the creature in the Mos Eisley cantina. That'll grab your attention, I tell you what. It's one way to spark a child's interest (and desire to own toys).
Wonder what my little one will remember was her first film.
Went to The Incredibles with Eleanor yesterday. Leann had pre-screened the movie last week, so she figured it would be okay age-wise. She was right, of course. The babe sat in her mother's lap for the first 40 minutes or so, then got a little restless- looking like she was going to fall asleep- so Leann put her in her own seat and she sat perfectly still, twirling her hair and watching the movie. Not a peep out of her for two hours. Anyone who knows her knows that even watching a beloved movie at home, Screamin' E is a handful.
We went to the 1130 am at the big sixteener in Coon Rapids (Only because we missed the 11 am. What a country! Movies at 11 am on a Sunday! Hooray for the city. My previous red-state dwelling place probably would have made it illegal if they could) We timed it to arrive late in the preview process, and got there right in time for the Cars preview. It was a good test case, because the first sitting spot we chose was SUPER LOUD and obviously made the babe nervous - she sort of huddled with Leann for a bit - I ran upstairs and sat in the back row, which I deemed much better for the little ears, so we moved. It's a little easier when you're up above those speakers.
We loved the Boundin' short. It was nice to see a goofy musical number and I think it really helped set the mood for Eleanor- something quick and bright to grab her attention and assure her that this could be pretty cool. I think I might have liked this short almost as much as the For the Birds short, though I'm not sure it represents as significant a technological jump as all those feathers did- maybe it's just more subtle. I think the "be yourself, be comfortable" theme meshed very nicely with the feature, though.
So The Incredibles is another outstanding Brad Bird movie. Just lovely. I agree with most sentiments that say who needs a Fantastic Four movie now? And when the battle droid landed in the city, and Buddy/Syndrome reacted in triumph, I immediately blurted out "Watchmen!" So, it's like a two-fer. (Though I still want to see a Watchmen movie, or better, an HBO series a la Angels, but I'm willing to give Paul Greengrass a shot. I just think the themes and some of the handling are very similar. I mean, protesters in the streets with No More Heroes signs? heroes who have lives, who die, who have suspicious wives & lovers.)
I gotta put this one at the top of my year-end list, though my sample is so frightfully low (having only seen four movies this year in the theater and one of them was at Oak Street).
I thought Leann was going to choke when JackJack went into his changeling routine, and it is dang funny. I also think the movie does a great job of putting Really Big Questions in front of the audience and being a larger-than-life container of our various hopes, dreams, and agendas. Really, a person could read Holly Hunter's speech to the kids as a Bush-like meditation on the War on Terra: "these guys won't use restraint just because you're children... everything has changed". On the other hand, it could also be read with an eye toward the sadness and futility of militarism and warmongering- build all the battle droids you want and unleash them, nobody will love you more, and your gadgets (for sale to anyone who wants them) don't replace the soul of heroism. OR it's a nice meditation on the artist in the universe: be extraordinary, because being the same and fitting in totally sucks ass. Lots of crunchy themes in there.
Just a couple little geeky moments: of COURSE a guy who makes ice from the water in the air would move along the ground in a SKATING motion! Brilliant, miles better than the 'shooting-a-giant-icetrail-in-front-of-you'. of COURSE they'd call it 'monologuing' and you'd get CAUGHT UP in it. OH, and while I'm making comparisons, I caught a whiff of Dark Knight Strikes Again in there as well, but just a little.
Anyway, a strong beginning for a girl who has proven she can sit still and soak something up, probably better than I can.
Maybe Pixar should just buy Disney. heh heh heh. I'd rather Eleanor get excited about Luxo jr. than about the magic kingdom logo...