There is one thing to be said about “Spy Kids 3-D: Game Over.” If you take kids to this movie, that penance is enough to absolve you from giving up candy for Lent—maybe even booze.
“It's soporific,” The Associated Press reviewed. And maybe that explains why The Green Goddess and I nodded off. So why did we sleepyheads have such a good time at the movie, then?
Our good time was due to fact we were with The Surgeon General, 9, and The Cap, 7, who loved the movie, including 3-D effects. The boys were so absorbed by the film and its effects that they didn’t notice their guardians were napping. Our drowsy guilt was mitigated by the purchase of a tub of popcorn and container of pop the size of F-14 drop tanks and approximately the same cost. Sorry, boys, you ate and drank the college inheritance.
Back in the lobby, the boys conned us into letting them plunk coins into those gumball-like machines that dispense toys. They each got two small and gloriously politically incorrect pistols. The Surgeon General came up with the real winner—a derringer that has to be the world’s tiniest cap pistol. I know that it works, because The Surgeon General got quite a bang out of it at home, when he discovered some tiny caps that The Cap had stashed. Sharing pistol and caps avoided a confrontation.
The Green Goddess arrived separately to buy tickets ahead of time, so she also departed separately. When the boys realized she wasn’t with us, they shouted at her loudly enough to be heard two parking lanes away: “Grandma … thank you for taking us to the movie and for letting us buy toys.” It doesn’t get much better than that. (Grandma's! That’s the side on which the boys know their bread is buttered.”)
Previews were another good thing about the movie. Several enjoyable kid flicks are en route. That’s important, because we have some catching up to do with the Senator, 5, who arrives home from Colorado Tuesday with The Chairman, The VP and The Governor, 16 months. (It’s important to maintain equilibrium when you’re spoiling grandsons from two families.)
This is the penultimate substitute blog. (Gee, I’ve always wanted to use that word, penultimate. Maybe, some day, I’ll get to use contraindicated, too.)
Posted by Professor at August 11, 2003 12:05 AM