Bridge to Terabithia, and my crushed hope for the future
posted in Frenzied Daddy |Over the weekend, we finally got Miss B’s birthday party done and out of my mind. Our plans were to invite a handful of kids to get dessert and drinks at Rose’s Deli and then cross the courtyard for the Bridge to Terabithia. Aside from the minor problem that Rose’s name changed to “Lloyd Grill,” the morning of the party (and all Rose’s signage was gone), the party went just as planned. I took seven kids to the movies, I kept them reasonably reined in, and they had fun. The movie was great. I give it about eight or nine out of ten; make sure to take your kleenex™ though; it was a real tear jerker.
However, we saw a lot of previews. Previews for Petunia (some girl born with a pig snout), that show where the kid goes to the future to find a place where he belongs (I don’t remember the title), a CGI/Live Action version of Underdog, and a silly movie called “Firehouse Dog” about a movie stunt dog who gets lost (and loses his wig) and eventually adoped by some kid. Honestly, Firehouse Dog looks better than Underdog. And if that doesn’t tell you anything… yikes. Imagine a guy, in black, climbing up the wall on the outside of a building, with some sort of night-vision goggles. He looks up ahead of him, and omigosh there’s a dog standing on the side of the wall!. The dog speaks! He doesn’t even rhyme 
I mean, I know underdog is a parody, but this just looks atrocious.
On the other hand, is it wrong to be considering playing hooky from work to go watch Ghost Rider?
