SK and I just returned from seeing Alvin & the Chipmunks: The Squeakquel, just the two of us. It wasn’t bad. Not as good as the first one, but that’s usually the case when you’re surprised by how much you liked the first movie. The element of pleasant surprise is gone and you actually have expectations for the second. (*coughTransformerscough*.)
We see movies at a “cinema pub”—one of those places where it’s only $6.00 to get in, but it’s $35.00 for a cheeseburger?—so I deliberately chose the 3:30 showing. After lunch, before supper. And yet we’re both feeling rather blergh at the moment. I had a cup of coffee. And between the two of us, we demolished a jumbo tub of extra-butter popcorn, a three-pack of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups, a box of SnoCaps and a pitcher of Pepsi.
All-in-all, a cute movie. Not worth the $30.00 it cost one nine-year-old and I to see it, but we thought it was cute. A few very funny moments and a lot of mildly amusing moments. Even a few sniffly moments.
There was one thing that kind of made me say hmmmm, though.
SPOILER AHEAD (though it’s the Chipmunks, so it’s not like there was going to be a huge explosion that ended the movie in an explosion of fur.):
I know none of the kids in the theater thought a thing of it. And probably few, if any, of the parents. But I spend most of my time roaming in a community where twincest is a familiar term and we all spent three minutes of our lives watching a walrus give himself a blowjob. It colors the thinking.
Throughout the movie, the Chipmunks and the Chipettes are giving each other the love-struck googly eyes. Not a surprise—they were always paired off as boyfriends and girlfriends.
Well, after dumping the Evil Manager, the Chipettes have nowhere to stay, so Alvin volunteers Dave, of course. At the end, there’s a triple bunk on one side of the room and a triple bunk on the other and it’s night-night time.
So, now they’re siblings? That’s just a little…odd.
Yeah, I’ve wasted a few too many brain cells pondering that cozy little situation, so it’s back to work!