Last night was Family Movie Night at the kids' school. The PTO started hosting this last year. We all take blankets, spread them out on the gym floor, and watch a movie (Open Season 2...don't bother) projected on a big screen over the stage. I sat in a folding chair & wrangled Bitsy while the older FarmHands hung out on their blanket about 10 yards away from us. Bitsy needed her own folding chair to climb up & down & up & down & up &.....well, you get the picture. I don't think I'm exaggerating when I say she climbed in & out of that chair at least 75 times over the course of the hour & 15 minute movie.
Ten minutes into the movie, B.B. picks his way through the maze of blankets on the floor to get to my chair. "Mommy," he whispers, "is this the movie?" "Yeah, Bub. Go sit down & watch it." "Oh, I didn't know it was the movie."
The villain in the movie is a crazed toy poodle. There's a scene that is almost frightening...almost...if you're 6. Apparently it's pretty durn scary if you're only 4. B.B. comes running back to me again, "Did that scare you, Mom?" He was very concerned with my well being. He came back again about 5 minutes later, "How long will this movie be on? Will it be on forever? For real, forever?" I assured him that it would not. 5 minutes later he was back again. This time he decided it was safer to sit by me during this terrifying flick the PTO picked out. I think he asked me 4 more times if it was time to go home.
Just so you're not appalled at my not removing him from the room so he wouldn't be scared, he spent 85% of the movie watching intently or laughing. He wasn't really scared at all.
We didn't get home until 8:30. That's a full hour past the boys' bedtime. It was shortly after nine by the time everyone was bathed, jammied, and tucked in...and Mama got to pop the Sex and the City movie in my Blu-ray player.
Um....OK, so I loved the series, but I watched it all on TBS in syndication. I've never seen an "unedited" episode. I knew I was getting the watered down version & was happy with that. Very happy. Last night I used my new favorite feature of my Blu-Ray player with more frequency than I ever have before...the advance button. It skips forward a set amount of time in the movie. For that movie the time was 15 seconds (most movies it's 10 seconds). Turns out, none of the graphic scenes were longer than 15 seconds each. I need a TBS version of the movie to watch.
Husband got home from work about 20 minutes before the movie was over (already a good 45 minutes past my bed time). I tried to give him a very brief synopsis, but couldn't really fill in the blanks for someone who's never seen the series & has no idea who Carrie & Big are. I went to take my shower & came back to find him watching it from the beginning.
Instead of going to bed like a normal, exhausted mother who has to get up with her progeny at the crack of dawn, I sat up until after 1:30 in the morning watching Sex and the City with my husband. And when Bitsy hit the floor running at 6:30 this morning, I thought, "Well, that was stupid."
4 comments:
were you hoping it would get better the second time around?
Great minds must think alike because I did the same thing when I watched it On-Demand. I could definitely have lived with the TBS version. Dang Hollywood.
Haha, that movie! I went to watch it at the cinema's with a friend. There were, my friend and I included, 7 in the whole theatre to watch Sex and the City but I loved it. Seven young women ("girls" didn't sound appropriate) in a theatre, screaming their lungs out at certain points in the movie. I felt stupid but had great fun!
Still, I've never seen it twice. Did it get actually good the second time?? Lol.
I've always loved the stories on Sex and the City...it's just the sex & the language (which really wasn't that bad in this one) that I could do without. The relationship stuff keeps me hooked.
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