Parents! Can we talk about your child’s cinematic education? I am finding that way too many people these days are depending on some $5 Dora DVD from Target and too few are showing their children the real classics.
You know, the REAL classics. Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. Bedknobs and Broomsticks. The Princess Bride.
I bring up the latter, because, I realized just last week I got an email that absolutely terrified me. Did you know it’s the 25th anniversary of The Princess Bride? As in, it’s been 25 years since my favorite movie came out?
As in … I’m old enough for my favorite movie to be 25 years old.
Get Miracle Max. I’m feeling faint.
OK, where were we? As soon as I got that email, I knew what had to be done. It was time to show my daughter the greatest movie ever made out of the most hilarious book ever written. And lucky for me, the company putting the movie back out on blu-ray likes it when bloggers review their movies. Score freebie for me. Let’s pop the popcorn.
So how did it go?
Pardon me, for I’m about to blaspheme.
My child. The light of my life. The cream in my coffee (or she would be if I drank coffee … but no one puts cream in seltzer). She didn’t like it.
Yeah. I know, it’s INCONCEIVABLE (you were waiting for me to say that, weren’t you?).
But I can only blame myself. Because the greatest movie ever made out of the most hilarious book ever written is even better in blu-ray. It’s that bit of weird Hollywood magic that enables a movie shot before blu-ray and high def even existed to look totally awesomesauce on my modern TV. I laughed. Buttercup threw herself down the side of a moutain. Inigo Montoya found the guy with six fingers on his right hand. All was right with the world.
Except my kid wasn’t interested.
And this is where the real lesson begins. Parents! For the love of all that is good and holy, you must educate your children on what is quality cinema, starting now! You must not create a child like mine, a child who would rather turn her Kindle on, find Netflix and watch … sigh … Good Luck Charlie than the greatest movie ever made out of the most hilarious book ever written.
You must work. HARD! And maybe, just maybe they will appreciate the finer things in life.
Ah, but at least she loves Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. All is not lost. Maybe if I can get her rhyming along with Fezzik she will fall in love ….
Are you a The Princess Bride fan? Is 25 making you feel old too?
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Disclaimer: I received a free copy of The Princess Bride on blu-ray but was not otherwise compensated. All opinions are my own. All my daughter’s opinions are a work in progress.