This is only our third year and all 4 of us, ages 9, 13, 40 & 42, got our share of fun and giggles for the third year in a row. Although not quite as funny to me as the previous two hosts, Justin Timberlake & Jack Black, Dwayne Johnson did a great job hosting and the kids thoroughly enjoyed seeing him dressed as Miley Cyrus after agreeing to engage in whatever activity the kid’s voted on. continue reading…
I’d like to give the award for the Most Parental Performance on the Golden Globes Red Carpet to Brad and Angelina. I don’t know if you saw it but I am still breaking out giggling whenever I think about it.
There are a few other moments I need to mention before I give out the award. Ryan Seacrest was up on some little stage decorated with picky foliage (according to the number of starlets who complained that their dresses were sticking to it) and at one point had the entire Cyrus family up there. I think it was the entire family. Miley’s an only child, right? No? She has two brothers, Noah and Braison? So, that’s who was being told that there was no room for them on the stage and please go back down the stairs. Nice. Ryan was trying to ask Miley some questions away from her parents, like he’s the cool guy who she can discuss things with that her parents don’t know about, but he apparently couldn’t hear her very well and ended up looking like Grandpa at Thanksgiving when his hearing aid battery gives out. “What? Eh? What?”
We didn’t actually BOLT to see “Bolt”. First we talked about it all week. Then we advance purchased our tickets to avoid being disappointed at the ticket window. Then the kids drove me nuts all day Saturday. “Ma what time is it?” “Are we still going?” “Did you print those tickets Ma?” “I hope Mom put those tickets in her purse. You KNOW how she is.” (Hey! I heard that!) Then we worked on organizing the basement together. (Big Papa’s gone hunting so we have all kinds of projects & activities planned!) We totally forgot to eat dinner. Got wrapped up in our basement project and the excitement of all the goodies we were finding (wait! weren’t we supposed to be throwing stuff AWAY?) that hours passed by and we missed our 6:30 departure time for early arrival to the 7pm show. THEN we bolted out the door, cut to the front of the ridiculous long lines with our ADVANCED CONFIRMATION (muahaha!) and settled in just in time to see the preview for the upcoming “Race to Witch Mountain” starring Dwayne (the Rock) Johnson and the “Bridge to Tarabithia” girl. Whew! What a day!
Was it all worth it? Did the evening peak with a healthy climax? Would we do it all over again knowing what we know now?
As usual, the answer lies with my kids.
Today is just like yesterday. Only instead of constant chatter involving ANTICIPATION to see “Bolt”, my kids cannot stop talking about the movie and how much they loved it. For the car ride from the theatre to Big Boy (remember, we forgot dinner?) I was grilled like the bread on my Slim Jim sandwich. “Mom! What was your favorite part?” “What was your favorite words?” “What was the best sentence you heard?” “Did you think the best action part was when…” “Oh you guys, wasn’t it sad when…?” You get the picture.
I can confidently recommend that your kids will enjoy “Bolt”. But will you?
I did. Do you remember that Jim Carrey movie, “The Truman Show”? Where he had been born and bred as part of an elaborate reality tv show where everyone he knew and loved was an actor on the show? I just loved that movie and was reminded of this early on in “Bolt”. Same concept.
I was engaged in the action sequences. Especially the beginning with the helicopters and the bad guys on motorcycles… just enough intensity infused with just enough comedy. As tough as Bolt was he still made my heart melt when he learned how to take advantage of his “puppy dog eyes” and found the joy in letting his head and tongue hang out the window in the breeze.
The lesson we took away? As Bolt’s lightning bolt “birthmark” began to fade away, and Bolt began to realize he was just a regular dog with no real super powers, he lost confidence in himself and didn’t think he had anything to offer his friends or the situation. With the help of his friends (cat and hamster… hilarious!) he realized he was still special and brave and loyal.
The animation was fantastic of course and I am a little embarrassed to admit that I didn’t realize beforehand that it was in RealD. It is funny because we had our first encounter with RealD this summer at Universal Studios and went crazy over it wishing they’d use it for movies. This is our second RealD flick since then (“Journey to the Center of the Earth” was first) and I am a fan. Not going to talk too much about it here because I am working on a separate post about it.
I wasn’t planning on writing for Imperfect Parent today because I have that huge project in the basement beckoning me. But since the kids are still buzzing about it and I can’t get away from it, I thought I’d ride the wave of excitement and put it to work for me.
Did anybody else see the “Bolt” sneaky peek?
I keep getting the same repeat offenders in this blog and Miley Cyrus is back at bat. Her dad, Billy Ray, has issued an open invitation to the Obama girls to appear on an episode of Hannah Montana which I’m sure he is doing out of the goodness of his heart and love for children and NOT for the publicity.
Miley is quoted as saying “I know they have a lot going on, but I think for them to come and hang out with normal kids would be fun.”
Ah, where to begin.
Let’s start with normal. Until their father became President-Elect they were normal and they are probably still a lot more normal than Miley. For comparison: when Miley turned 16 she shut down a major amusement park to celebrate. Malia and Sasha’s father becomes the first African American President-Elect in U.S. history and they get a puppy. Yes, Miley, you are much more normal.
And for now, the Obama girls do hang out with normal kids. They attend the University of Chicago Laboratory School, which may not be as normal as a public school but is certainly more normal than working on a TV show every day with a bunch of temperamental and egotistic actors. Oh, they’re not? Really? Then your show is DEFINITELY not normal.
Next is “a lot going on.” Gee, you think saying goodbye to all of your friends and packing up all of your stuff and being followed around by Secret Service and having everyone ask you if they can visit you in the White House and convincing your mother that you are TOO OLD to wear that dress with the big fat bow at the Inauguration is a lot going on?
Plus, they are 10 and 8 and you, Miley, are 16! I predict the only conversation you could even have would last about two minutes.
Miley: Hi! Welcome to the set!
M & S: Thanks. This is really cool.
Miley: Have you ever been on a TV set before?
M & S: Just every news show that our dad has been interviewed on. And the Democratic National Convention. Which is kind of like your set, only a lot bigger.
Miley: Oh. So. Your dad is going to be President – how cool is that?
M & S: Yeah, cool.
Miley: Can I come visit you at the White House?
I’m SO hoping that MTV has not cancelled the reality series My Super Sweet 16 because those snotty spoiled kids have just had a new bar set for them: Miley Cyrus celebrated her 16th birthday by taking over Disneyland, complete with 16-foot tall purple candles, a lengthy fireworks “spectacular,” and enough celebrities (using the term somewhat loosely) marching down the purple carpet to fill Space Mountain.
I can see why all the kids from the Camp Rock movie and some celebs that need a little oomph in their career (Jennie Garth) were there but Steve Carell….why? Even if your 7-year old daughter is a HUGE fan of Hannah Montana, why would you want her to witness this monstrous display of self-importance? (Or call it what it really is, a huge PR stunt by Disney).
Our country is financially falling apart but apparently the 7,000 “guests” thought this was a perfectly acceptable way for a 16-year old star to celebrate her birthday. And I can already hear the whining of some producer’s just-had-her-nose-fixed-and-her-boobs-done daughter on MTV next season. “Daddy, Miley Cyrus had her party at Disneyland so I want you to take over the entire state of Montana for MY party! That’ll show her!”
In all fairness (though I don’t know why I’m bothering) Miley did share her birthday with Youth Service America, which promotes volunteerism in, you guessed it, youth – and gave them a million dollars. But by next week no one will remember that. All anyone will remember is that an overpaid, over-adored teen actress took over a public attraction for her birthday. And there were fireworks. And she sang. And she looked sooooo cute. And mom can I have giant purple candles for my birthday? Can I? Can I?
If the fathers of these Super Sweet 16 kids were smart (which they are NOT because if they were not only would their children not be spoiled, narcissistic idiots, they wouldn’t let MTV film the entire fiasco so the whole world can see just how bad their parenting skills are) they would tell their girls that if you want to have a party like Miley Cyrus, you have to let Billy Ray perform “Achy Breaky Heart” just like he did at Miley’s party.
That should put a stop to it.
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