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Traumatizing children for fun and profit
Aug. 12th, 2017 08:39 pmIt's been a while since we tried to watch a movie as a family. Finding Nemo went rather poorly, but that was back around Christmas. He's older, it's probably better now, right? So we watched Moana.
Which is a great movie overall, but ARR was not digging it. Oh, he liked the chicken. But as soon as he realized Moana wanted to go out beyond the reef like she wasn't supposed to, he started insisting he didn't want to watch. The coconut pirates were terrifying. The storm was terrifying. The monster realm, definitely terrifying. And when (spoilers, although you should have been able to see it coming a mile away if you've seen more than a handful of movies ever) Maui abandons her, he burst out sobbing. We had to stop the movie and talk about how sometimes things are sad but that doesn't mean they won't get good again and how every time things had gotten rough Moana had triumphed and she would again and he had to watch the rest of the movie from my lap.
At least he liked the chicken?
I'd been considering a trip to Disney World in the spring, but I'm really reconsidering. I feel like a lot of the magic of Disney when they're little is seeing all their favorite characters come to life. Well, he doesn't really have any favorite Disney characters because he can't get through a Disney movie without distress because the characters are scared and upset. I guess we wouldn't have to waste a Fast Pass on the incredibly popular Elsa and Anna singalong because he's like the only four year old in America who hasn't seen Frozen. Might as well wait until he's tall enough to ride some of the rides that are not basically identical to what we can do at Six Flags.
On the other hand, we did get this gem. We were sitting on the couch reading waiting for Chuckro to be ready to watch the movie. ARR turns to me and tells me that he needs to warm up. I'd been just thinking the air conditioning was up a little too high and I ask if he's cold. No, he says, like at My Gym. Where they do the exercises to warm up their bodies. I'm still on the "cold" track, and suggest he jumps down to the floor to do his warm ups. No, he says. He needs to warm up his eyes before watching the movie. Can we watch some Rescue Bots?
Which is a great movie overall, but ARR was not digging it. Oh, he liked the chicken. But as soon as he realized Moana wanted to go out beyond the reef like she wasn't supposed to, he started insisting he didn't want to watch. The coconut pirates were terrifying. The storm was terrifying. The monster realm, definitely terrifying. And when (spoilers, although you should have been able to see it coming a mile away if you've seen more than a handful of movies ever) Maui abandons her, he burst out sobbing. We had to stop the movie and talk about how sometimes things are sad but that doesn't mean they won't get good again and how every time things had gotten rough Moana had triumphed and she would again and he had to watch the rest of the movie from my lap.
At least he liked the chicken?
I'd been considering a trip to Disney World in the spring, but I'm really reconsidering. I feel like a lot of the magic of Disney when they're little is seeing all their favorite characters come to life. Well, he doesn't really have any favorite Disney characters because he can't get through a Disney movie without distress because the characters are scared and upset. I guess we wouldn't have to waste a Fast Pass on the incredibly popular Elsa and Anna singalong because he's like the only four year old in America who hasn't seen Frozen. Might as well wait until he's tall enough to ride some of the rides that are not basically identical to what we can do at Six Flags.
On the other hand, we did get this gem. We were sitting on the couch reading waiting for Chuckro to be ready to watch the movie. ARR turns to me and tells me that he needs to warm up. I'd been just thinking the air conditioning was up a little too high and I ask if he's cold. No, he says, like at My Gym. Where they do the exercises to warm up their bodies. I'm still on the "cold" track, and suggest he jumps down to the floor to do his warm ups. No, he says. He needs to warm up his eyes before watching the movie. Can we watch some Rescue Bots?
