Snarkywood does Star Wars. MUST see!
We learned tonight from a friend whose opinion I trust (because our youngest sons are quite possibly the same child managing to be in two places at once) that our short kid should not see Episode III as his first theatre experience, despite his love of Episodes I, II, IV, V and VI and his strenuous insistence that we will NOT be going without him. (Wouldn’t it be easier to say Episodes I-V, but nooooooooooo, Mr. Lucas is clearly not a Virgo.) I guess it’s a lot more intense and graphic and dark than the first 2…and, umm, the last 3. The other 5. (Thanks, George.)
And so the bargaining begins. Will he sell out for a Thomas the Tank Engine DVD? I doubt it. Chucky Cheese? Maybe. I’m hoping we can sell him on the idea of going to the theatre to see Madagascar after our camping trip.
But there’s a very good possibilty that the short kid and I will be sitting in a therapist’s office 15 years from now rehashing this moment.