celluloid sally and Flushed Away, a movie review

O Joy! It finally happened. My DD and I went to a real movie at a theater, and we stayed for the whole thing. (music swells…..Ha-Leeee-Luuuuu–Yaaaaahhhh!) I taught her important things like being quiet in the theater, not kicking the chair in front of you, and sneaking your own food in.

While we loved the experience, afterward I had a Gund moment, no, that’s stuffed animals, a Jung, no, a Gestalt A-HA moment, but not a good one. Being so proud of her going to the movies, naturally I would be braggi, uh, telling others about this experience. And what would people ask first? Oh, what movie did you see? That’s where the problem is. We went to a morning movie on Bainbridge (that an activist mom got going at the local theater–now there’s some activism I can get behind!) and what was showing? Flushed Away. Yes, the premise of DD’s first movie was a rat that gets flushed down the toilet and meets wild rats and evil frogs and singing slugs in the sewer system of London. London is the only semi-cultural aspect of this movie, and even that is to build up to the movie’s climax of what happens in the sewer system when everyone flushes their toilets at the same time during half-time of a World Cup soccer match on tv. Ewwww. I won’t ruin it for you. So much for noble causes, singing on mountain tops, crossing the oceans for your lost son the clownfish, or rescuing damsels in distress (well, maybe I am glad for that last one not being an issue)….. And to top off matters, I realize after the fact that this was a PG movie!! Since there was no rat sex, I can only assume it got that rating due to the scatological humor and general crude-ness in the story (e.g., the filmmaker’s nod to Caddyshack having a floating brown object that turned out to be a candy bar). Hopefully, our next foray into the world of cinema will have a little more class…..

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